When and where in life did I pick up the expectation to fail at everything? I can remember in high school, I was the girl that had the big dreams. Somewhere between then and now, I've lost myself. Maybe it was being torn down by people in my life that, at the time, were important to me. Telling me that I could never achieve any of the dreams that I had. Now in my adult life, I'm too scared to jump. My leaps of faith have went from leaping from mountain to mountain, to skipping over cracks in the sidewalk. How do I get back to that girl? She would have finished a novel by now and either be published or beating down the doors of every publishing house in an attempt to be published. She would have started her event planning company right out of college. She wouldn't let anyone tell her no. Where is she when I need her?
8.09.2011
8.01.2011
Day 10: Something Your Afraid Of
Clowns. Don't want to talk about it.
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