This post is coming to you early this morning, because I am in the queue for Harry Potter and the Cursed Child tickets and it is ENDLESS.
Let’s see, what’s happened this week? Last Wednesday was Back to the Future Day, so my family all went to a double feature of the first two movies at this old, classic movie theater and it was super fun. I spent the weekend catching up on work and my bro came over Sunday to take senior pictures. And now I’m here. Waiting in this queue forever and always. (At least there’s Jane the Virgin to keep me awake?)
This week’s Wordy Wednesday is a poem I wrote a while back.
I always knew how it would end
because that’s how it always does
The others, they like to pretend–
but this is a journey
I repeat on and on and on and on
How many times do I have to break
before the lesson finally takes?
How many days do I have to waste
before I’m sick of getting slapped in the face?
But hope is a winged thing inside my chest
saying this is for the best;
it tells me to hold on,
when all I want is to give up and move on
And I keep thinking maybe someday
I’ll look back on today
and instead of wondering why I held on
I’ll think: this was the day I chose to be strong
Thanks for reading!
Oh, and announcement time: NaNoWriMo is less than a week away, and once again I’ll be blogging every day during November! (Hopefully. If I don’t die in the process.)
Talk to you November 1st?