2 months ago
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Writer's Workshop: My cross to bear
I'm just an average gal.
I've also never been okay with being average.
I want more.
I want the fabulous life. With the fabulous things. And the all the fabulous envy of the fabulous people.
Shallow? Perhaps. But really, I think I just want big things to happen. I've ALWAYS wanted big things to happen. Not material things. (But hell if they don't help) Just BIG things. Like BIG LOVE and BIG SUCCESS and BIG HAPPINESS and a BIG BIG OOEY GOOEY some kind of WONDERFUL!
My cross to bear is the inability to find contentment. Always reaching, always wanting, always needing... never stopping.
And I'm okay with that. Because I am a dreamer. I dream from the time I wake up in the morning to the time I go to sleep at night. And without my dreams I'm stagnant. I'm surrendering. I'm settling.
I refuse to settle... and I long to be so much more than average...
(And to be clear... I DO want an Oscar... I was being facetious)