I have changed.
Ok…maybe not all the way yet but I’m working on it.
I’m trying to be less of a snarky bastard and more a positive, dare I say, pleasant voice in the cacophony of InstaLife.
As I get older, I find that I’m just not with the shits. My third eye is opening and I’m learning to see and accept what is rather than resist and fight about what ain’t. That’s right. I’m a light worker, bitches…ok, so I’m still working on it. It’s a long road from where I was to where I’m trying to go. And my Uber has not yet arrived…so I’m walking and, although I’ve jettisoned a great deal of crap, I’m still carrying some of my baggage with me.
Life is a process.