https://bit.ly/4r0GbJu https://bit.ly/48g1OhG https://bit.ly/4p3wYyu https://bit.ly/3JUaalQ https://bit.ly/4pgjMq9 https://bit.ly/4p4ysIG https://bit.ly/43x8YLQ https://bit.ly/4pal5Xy https://bit.ly/4r5y12Q https://bit.ly/4r1EEmq https://bit.ly/47GFa1L True change takes time and if anyone wanted to change their lives around, they should have been on that in October or August or May. We’re days away from a new year and a new decade, and as someone who came of age in the aughts, I feel the pressure of 2010 because in 10 years, I could be writing a blog entitled Until I Get Re-Married. Then again, I could still be writing this blog, living the same title. Who knows?
The pressure of a new decade only comes along every ten years, and the pressure of a new year only comes along every 365 days, but the pressure of a new day comes along every 24 hours and every morning I wake up, it is right there staring me right in the eyes and asking, What are you going to do today?
Well last week, a girl I dated recently for a couple of months decided December 24 was a fitting day to tell me she never wants to talk to me again, or she doesn’t want to talk to me for a very long time. And I don’t bring this up to brag or to boast or to seek pity. I bring this up because it illustrates the point I am trying to make.
