Something small, something strange and something that simply added to a negative feeling happened to me today.
I woke up remembering everything I felt negative about...facing the niccotine craving, facing the choices to make about work that needs doing, facing the holes I'm digging myself into.
I went for a walk, I live among alot of countryside and the fresh air is wonderful for new thoughts. I was thinking about identity...and when I reached the place I like to go to clear my head, the top of the hill by the old school I lost my phone.
I don't know how it happened, but sitting there leaning against a fence and looking at the sky I realised I lost it. Walking home, I wondered if it was a message to say I should change my identity. But can you change your own Identity?
Walking home I felt like anyone else felt when they lose their phone, everything you know is contained within that small mobile device and then it's gone.
I went back out to search for it and when I did find it, I realsied that I wasn't meant to change my identity..I was meant to give myself a second chance in life and stop blaming myself for things happening.
No comments:
Post a Comment