It's the little things...
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I am walking in my neighborhood
Sometimes I feel like I have wasted so much time. I mean here I am 20-13 and there is so much that I have yet to do…to experience. I have chased worthless men (so glad I caught a good one), maintained useless, outdated and non-rewarding friendships. I have heated up food in the oven when I had a microwave, walked up the steps when an escalator was right there and studied for open book tests.
I have spent time being mad about things that I could not change, being mad at people who were not worth my time and being upset that I was fat, when in actuality I am big boned…my frame needs all this meat.
I have made good situations bad because I could not control my attitude. I have missed opportunities because I got in my own way. I have spent my time capital with vendors that did not deserve my business.
Here though I have vowed to slow down.
The fact that I do not speak the language makes it easy to stop and think about what I want…and need to say before I say it (a practice that I can really benefit from). The time that I have to take to look things up in the dictionary makes me prioritize what is important to say and what I keep to myself. (self-censorship is not one of my strong suits) Most of all walking in this strange place I have to stop and notice the small things …mostly because there are no street signs and if I miss the small things I may not make it home…