I think I missed the memo on this one the first time around. Somehow, in the back of my mind, if I've accomplished something or feel okay, I think things will stay good/easy/whatever. Ditto when things are bad. Watching W's family go through some serious shit right now, and going through my own stuff (new projects, keeping weight off, trying to make good life decisions, trying to be supportive to people I love), I'm learning. There's just no damn coasting. Good things don't necessarily stay good, and bad things don't necessarily stay bad.
So forgive me if I come off like a newage-y greeting card. I'm just hoping that if I write this down, I'm-a remember it more easily next time.
You succeed.
You fail.
You run out of energy.
You get inspired.
You fuck up.
You pick yourself up.
You're healthy.
You're sick.
You're hopeful.
You're hopeless.
You're bored and lethargic.
You're energetic and productive.
You're lucky.
You're fucked.
You're lucky again.
Everything changes.
Posted by Liz at November 22, 2005 11:00 AM