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Rated: 13+ · Book · Personal · #1038332
White picket fences and other myths of parenting...
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#389057 added November 28, 2005 at 6:20pm
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Taking the leap...
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap! ~ Wicked, the Musical


I'm so there. I'm standing on the edge, ready to leap. I can feel the anticipation of the wind catching me, lifting me higher and higher, away from where I am now. I can close my eyes and imagine something better, something happier. I know it's the right move, so why am I still so damn torn about it? Why is there a part of me that wants to quickly run from the egde and go back to the safe confines of my room?
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