It certainly isn’t what I’m supposed to do… or rather what they pay me to do.
It’s Monday and I just can’t properly get into the swing of things. I feel good, I had a wonderful weekend and I am receiving pleasant little notifications from Facebook this morning.
Though it’s not like this every Monday, I’m just not getting into the swing of work. So I signed up for a wordpress blog in hopes of some brain ejaculation.
Every time I like someone, he is never the “right” one. Unfortunately, the word you see within the quotation marks has been predefined by my parents. It’s scary how we create filters to find the perfect partner: race, religion, size, amongst a million other things. In doing this, we stand a chance of overlooking the right one. Because people do change, don’t they? I mean so what if he doesn’t want children now, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a chance that he will in the future
So the ideal is to wade through life keeping the mind open as an ocean. That’s it, I refuse to succumb to the prejudices and stereotypes of traditionalists. I will do my part to spread love and understanding, and inspire the minds of others to teach these values too.
So long, nazis.
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