I really don’t know what I will be.. but maybe some things I’m starting to know what I want, like I would like to do something I actually LIKE to do for a living, and if I ever have a friend again it will be one where I can talk about MY freakin’ problems over coffee not just listen to THEM yammer on for a jillion years. And I want to be a Jesus freak not just a mediocre Christian. And I don’t want to be on a diet for the rest of my life, obsessed with food. I want to live in a place where the people are real, but it’s still got tons of shopping, and the weather has to be reasonable. I would like to own a little house one day, but not too little. And it goes without saying that I want to be healed, whole and happy. These are mostly wishes that are between me and God. For instance I don’t wish for my husband or family to love me more because that would be.. well I don’t know what that would be. ok, I wish it.
I want to be peaceful so that I don’t need vices. I want the personality that God has planned for me, none of this bad girl crap. I want to fill my days with productivity that pleases God and at the same time pleases me. I want a business, not a job. Tho if the right job came along, that might be nice too, but only as a desperate measure. I want one of those electric scooters that look like a vespa and travel in the bicycle lane. I want a comfier bed. speaking of which, I’m going to sleep now.
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