I'm sorry that my post of puddle of mudd was posted three times. I was having trouble with it and for some reason it did that...I'll be back later with an actual post
This is my first blog and it's just about me and what I feel I want to talk about. It's about life and strength admitting that you're wrong sometimes and that moving on is the only way to forgive and forget.
If you had 3 months left to live, what would you do?
I don't carry a lot of things in my pocket except some lint and an old gum wrapper but then I got to thinking about that old gum wrapper and thought that gum is more than just a breath mint but it's my stress reliever. Every time I drive, go to school, or work I have to have a piece of gum to relieve the stress. It helps me calm down and relax and not stress out. It's like my stress ball. As I got to thinking about the lint and what that meant I thought how lucky I was to have those jeans that I was wearing. They may be terribly ripped at the bottom because I mop up all of Endicott with them, but I am so lucky to have these clothes. Some kids cant even say they mopped up their city with their pants. I feel like the things in my pockets are more than just lint and an old gum wrapper but what they do for me (and what I could be doing for others).
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