POV: I’m 34 & Friday the 13th I was on my way from work when I drove right into a pothole. Despite my efforts to swerve around it.. the rain only lead my tire right into the corner of it which instaneously deflated on impact like a sad balloon. I yelled out sh*t then immediately felt ashamed because I don’t want to curse anymore. But goodness, really? I’m not mad. I’m not mad, I tell myself. I drove about 2 miles before my car starting smoking and shaking. I kept praying come on please just let me get home. Well I didn’t make it, something told me to pull over and I did immediately and luckily so because my tire had looked like someone had eaten it. Another inch and my rims would’ve have been ruined and I’m pretty sure the alignment of my car too. I have so many things lined up with limited funds. How will I budget this? My emotions were blank. POV: I’m 33; Early December 2023 I gave myself a pep talk that it was just going to be myself, Jesus and my family. I was done chasing
I don’t think highly of myself. I never have and I really think that that confuses people. I’ve been told that I’m mysterious and with every change it appears that I hide only to reemerge brand new. It would seem as though that I live my life as if there was some truth to be revealed when in all actuality I just live. When my life calls for a transition I’m not concerned about involving anyone as I begin the lengthy and all consuming process of starting over. Instead I have learned to rely on God which typically means isolation. Webster defines change as the following; To make different in some particular: Alter To make radically different: Transform To give a different position, course, or direction to To replace with another to make a shift from one to another - Switch To exchange for an equivalent sum of money To undergo a modification of To put fresh clothes or covering on The definitions were even broken down into transitive and intransitive verbs. So the word change is a multif