Life is looking up. This could well be in direct proportion to an urgent desire to get off my butt and stop whining. Important decisions that have already been made include: Ginger will be given the chance at a good life, that he deserves, he will not be put down. I will focus a little more on being organised. And annoyances at work will stop getting to me this instant. Perhaps I just need to grow up. I've been prescribed anti-depressants and I refuse to take them. Simply because I've got to give myself a chance to get over that mind-numbing fear of defeat before I even take my first steps into battle. Sure, sure, it's easy to go on the medication and then blame it all on my mental state of mind. Allow me to inject myself with a little bit of reality and realise that to date, no steps have been taken to do the things I have to do. As you can see, I'm rambling again. The one and only person I'd really like to meet again in Dubai is a girl called Sunny? Sonny? Never asked how her name is spelt. She was our guide/dune bashing driver on a half day desert safari and a really cool woman in my book. This could have something to do with my zero knowledge of driving a car. Or it could simply mean that I'm starting to admire the people who deserve to be admired. I hope it's the latter.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
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