Day 65 of isolation. I’ve had some time now to think about the value of time and small experiences. To appreciate the little things I miss, like going to the gym and Pilates. Like glamming up and enjoying a beautiful evening at a fancy restaurant where servers fuss over every little detail just to dazzle you with beautifully presented dishes and astounding decor. Like having your nails done…or roam freely and mindlessly at the mall just browsing the beautifully displayed items…
Ok, yes. I miss all that but above it all, I thought about how much time I have wasted on bad people in the past, wishing and hoping that they’ll miraculously change. Desperately trying to prove myself to them and make them like me or love me or accept me. Worrying and hoping that they’ll give me a shot to truly show them who I am. Forgave them when they didn’t and treated me poorly. And they never brought me happiness. So why? Why did I waste all that time on people who don’t care?!
So, from now on, if you are a douchbag or a jerk, you should carry a sign that says so. No, I will not ignore you. I will just run you over with my car. I promise!
Other than that, much love to everyone!