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It's night time and I love it. Lights out, listening to old music. Not completely out. I'm afraid of the dark.
With sadness, remember the days I was not afraid. The darkness invited creativity into my world.  I would lie in bed with the windows up, blinds cracked so the street light could beam in. Breeze creeping into my room. Excitement kept me awake for hours.


Especially in the springtime, with the whiporwheels (sp) whistling, crickets kind of chirping, even small frogs chiming in...building the soundtrack to my thoughts.

Is this is what I was so excited about?

Heck yeah!!!!


I didn't do it the way A&J sketched it out for me. Nope. Didn't graduate and jump the broom at 22, like A planned.  I doubt that L&F and J&W are spinning in their graves. I think they're proud of who their granddaughter is becoming because it's like this...

None of us started at the same mark...and none of us are going to reach the same finish line.


Don't let anyone's dreams for you, deter your dreams for yourself. If you didn't do it the way they planned, then HOORAY!!!! You get to be creative with YOUR blueprint. Isn't that amazing?! Go for it! And don't get depressed looking at your peers and where they are. They're probably looking at your life, wondering why they didn't do some things the way you'd done. 

Sometimes, we need to embrace those quiet moments. Some of us were bolder as youth than we are right now. In my darkest hours, I still click on that lamp that I call my imagination, and gaze into the future. I am SO excited!




Signing off.