Dust to dust. Never really understood what that saying really ever meant or where it was from. But today begins the death of a habit and the birth of a new one. I will tell myself that the physical changes that I am going to be going through are just part of the process. True growth. I read somewhere before that if you really want to do something and need motivation to stick to it, was to tell a lot of people around you that you see everyday that your gonna do that thing. Go to the gym, quit smoking, start that writing project, quit drinking soda, the list probably can go on for a while.
Everyone these days has something that they wanna kick to the curb and never let back into their home. Lol. I’ve done this before. Made promises to people close to me and then what happened? I broke my promises to myself and the people around me. So what did I do? I avoided all the people I told what I would do, quit smoking go to the gym and you know stupid adult stuff. I would hope that my accountability friend would stop hitting me up. Which he did because he wasn’t following through with what he said he was gonna do either. So we both avoided each other like the plague.
So does it really work? Lol, somewhat I guess. New month, new goals, new new new
Today I say fuck you self doubt. Today I’ll write like a madman. Today starts the copious thought vomit into a word tsunami spilling ink into the worlds shores made of minds.
A friend is into that zodiac stuff, she said this month will be a creative month. I say that this month will be the most creative month that will send the words tumbling into a giant force of momentum that’s going to sling shot me to the moon of inspiration and create a crater of motivation. Fired up.
lyrical disaster 