I want to move. Far, far away and not have to deal with these people anymore. Start all over and make some brand new connections. Without having this baggage constantly held over my head. The past is the past... what happened happened and now it is over. Can't we just be happy and enjoy the moments we are about to make?!

My ideals have been encouraged to bloom while I was in FL. I'm not going back to the old humdrum rutines. I am going to start enjoying what I do and what I want to do. The late night kidnapping I had with the guard has reminded me how much I love people and being a part of their growth. These kids blew me away and made me cry and feel so damned special. I didn't deserve it, but man... I said something that I never really took too seriously before... but now I know I need to listen to my own advice sometimes. All of the time.

"You don't remember the boring, bad stuff. You remember the fun, outrageous times. The friendships, the inside jokes... the good stuff. And well, if you take the time to do what you enjoy... and spend your time working for those fun times... you will have more to remember. And be thankful for."

When did I get this smart?


Love.