I was talking to one of my students the other day and realized that I just don't care anymore.
Let me explain. It was Monday afternoon and I was seriously considering drowning my sorrows in a second cup of coffee. In attempt to avoid an unbearable caffeine headache the next morning, I somehow managed to talk myself out of it. How, I have yet to figure out. At this point you can only imagine what my mood must have been like. I can basically sum it up in two words -- tired and crazy.
We were looking at glasses online when I found a cute, but slightly whacky pair. My student informed me that they just wouldn't look right on her because of the bright color. Umm, so? I told her that I just don't care -- I want what I want, when I want it, the way I say I want it (I am aware how spoiled I am, yes--thanks Mom!).
That was when I realized I simply did not care anymore. I told her she would understand in a few years. Gosh, I really do sound like my mother (thanks again, for that). At some point, you just have to stop caring about what other people want for you and start caring about what you want for yourself. It is your life and you are free to do with it (or have in it) whatever you please. Except if it is illegal...then perhaps move in a different direction or at least keep it to yourself.
You get the point, right?
Fly, be free my little birdies! [Apparently I need coffee right now as well.]
Let me explain. It was Monday afternoon and I was seriously considering drowning my sorrows in a second cup of coffee. In attempt to avoid an unbearable caffeine headache the next morning, I somehow managed to talk myself out of it. How, I have yet to figure out. At this point you can only imagine what my mood must have been like. I can basically sum it up in two words -- tired and crazy.
We were looking at glasses online when I found a cute, but slightly whacky pair. My student informed me that they just wouldn't look right on her because of the bright color. Umm, so? I told her that I just don't care -- I want what I want, when I want it, the way I say I want it (I am aware how spoiled I am, yes--thanks Mom!).
That was when I realized I simply did not care anymore. I told her she would understand in a few years. Gosh, I really do sound like my mother (thanks again, for that). At some point, you just have to stop caring about what other people want for you and start caring about what you want for yourself. It is your life and you are free to do with it (or have in it) whatever you please. Except if it is illegal...then perhaps move in a different direction or at least keep it to yourself.
You get the point, right?
Fly, be free my little birdies! [Apparently I need coffee right now as well.]
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