The Drive Home

Every day I learn something new. I learn something else I didn’t already know. I add to the list of things I had no idea about until that very second. Sometimes, if I have a bit of a drive home from where I learnt that new thing, I contemplate how I got through my life until that point. How could 1 person be responsible for so many people and things and not know much about anything? If the drive is long enough, I turn to positive self talk and tell myself that I’m on a learning curve and this is all good. Universe teaching me lessons about life, helping me grow. ¬†And if you see me talking to myself in the car, I’m pretty sure you’ll just assume that I’m on the phone. Totally normal, happens all the time.

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I obviously go to bed way too tired to reflect on the fact that every day I get a little bit smarter. The easy or the hard way, better than I was yesterday.

Another 30’s reality, remembering I’m awesome. That fact keeps slipping my mind somehow. Adding that one to the 30’s fact book.

And for the record, I’m always in the car, and mostly the ride is long enough to give the more pleasant side of my personality a chance to prevail. I’ve worked it out that way, keeping my ego in check.

Cheers.