small girl vs. big city

at the end of the day… i’m a girl. expect no more and no less and i will always impress you. today i felt more like myself than i have in a very…very long time. circumstances, events, loss of touch with the present moment all too easily make me forget  who i am… but not today.

 today i…

let a praying mantis boss me around.  felt pretty.  looked beautiful. made people laugh, mostly myself. earned a niiice paycheck. sugarcoated the truth. set up 3 interviews. did a celebration dance in front of the mirror, with the curtains open to T.I’s “whatever you like”. was given pink roses. spoke loudly (translation: wanted to be heard). listened!!! laughed my ass off. played. tried a new dish, liked it. found more reasons to look forward to next month, or at least more tv-less dinner parties. actually forgot my age. realized how young i feel. forgot all about the word “should”. wore my seatbelt. appreciated graffiti (not that west side whatever bullshit, the pieces that are on buildings, or cover entire walls. their blogs are visual). played with a puppy. welcomed the cold!  woke up peaceful. wrote…pointessly.

and today… i am going to sleep: free.

one day i’ll go into why that word is so significant to me…until then,  face value.

nighty

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