Blown away

I’m totally blown away. I slam the door shut, nail the fucking thing sealed for good. And the next thing I know, my phone is non-stop. All these new, young, exciting, freaky, crazy opportunities open up that weren’t there before and I am on it. I have nothing to stop me anymore. No reason to say no. No desire to say no anymore. And I am loving this. This is the time in my life that I have been waiting for…to be me…and find out who I really am…and I am loving me and everything surrounding me. I am so looking forward to what every day is going to bring. It’s limitless and fun, so fucking fun. Tonight, I accepted an invitation and I found myself sitting next to a gorgeous, successful, intelligent man having cocktails and we were engaged in a conversation and I just looked off and saw the sun setting on San Francisco bay and I was just overwhelmed with such peace within me that it ignited a fire inside me that no one can ever ever EVER put out. And it just felt good to finally feel…good. I am looking forward to the morning like never before…so many good things in my life and I wasn’t happy enough to ever notice them before. The pain of a broken heart forces change and with that change brings new people & experiences and that is good shit! I didn’t realize just how toxic someone can be for me because my heart was so fragile & attached to them for so long. I should have cut the ties a long time ago, but I didn’t and that’s ok…I’m right here, right now & in a better position to appreciate who is really there. I just wish I had more time to do that appreciating.


There’s one person that told me that someday, this is how my life would be and I really am blown away that it came true. Thank you…you know who you are. 🙂

One response to “Blown away”

  1. That is really cool! It is great to hear such excitement for living. I’m glad you are becoming happier and happier. You deserve it, so don’t let people try to take that away from you!


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