A man goes every day to the feet of some religious statue to pray. He prays for one thing and one thing only. Everyday he prays, "Please, please, please let me win the lottery. After so much time passes with him doing this the statue gets fed up and comes to life and says to him, "Please, please, please buy a lottery ticket."
Well, I bought mine. Not an actual ticket. Although I might!
But I have been wanting to change some things about my personality and kept just waiting for them to change from my sheer will of wanting them to change.
It didn't happen.
I realized (finally) I need to do something to provoke the changes I wanted.
Started with chopping my hair off.
For some time I have been under the impression that I can not/will not be beautiful without long hair.
In fact, I used to think I could not and would not be beautiful unless I looked perfect.
And therefore, I couldn't love myself all the time because I did not look the way I thought I should. (This is a trait I have been wanting to replace with something positive:)
So now my hair is short. Very short.
And I love it.
And I love myself.
1 comment:
No fair without pic!
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