Yeah my Swag has been electrified. It's like static cling, cuz every time I turn around something or someone is stuck to me.
(This was mentally written long before this recent madness crept into my life. It was supposed to be the post after the pics. But, I have been having a hard time getting on the internet to post.)
I wish someone could have taken a picture of my grin as I tossed the last bag into the dumpster. It was weird, it was like I was finally free. Free to go back to being me.
I walked outside with such a pep in my step. It was saying, "LOOK OUT WORLD, HERE I COME!" And boy was I planning to take it by storm.
I am sure dudes almost got whiplash snapping their heads trying to get a look at me. The funny thing was some of these dudes were the same dudes I walked passed everyday. Everyday...that never once gave me the once over and now they all in my face. Must be that electrifying glow they see shooting from my body that's gotten their attention.
Yeah, bagging up and dumping 9 years of pain, sorrow, and unhappiness will do that for you. It's funny, I can't even go to the library without someone being in my face: young, old, short, fat, bald, hairy...it doesn't even matter. They all want to get next me and well I just smile and politely take their numbers and keep it moving cuz this is my time to shine. And guess what...
"They say time heals all wounds. The verdict is still out for me with regards to this. But I do know that sometimes you get knocked down and don't want to or know how to get back up, but in due time, you will find your way. Never give up and never count yourself out...God works miracles long after the final bell has rung"