Short and sweet.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Today is the last day of my 38th year.
Last Monday I went and saw a band called Florence and the Machine. It was something akin to a spiritual experience for me.
Tonight I went and saw another favourite band - AFI.
I didn't work out - I danced. And I sang and I had a blast!
I strongly recommend that sometimes just throw caution to the wind and *live.* I mean really live!
Push yourself, do something you haven't done in a long time, put your crazy makeup on, go dancing, go to a club, find your bliss, just... do something and really *enjoy* it.
We're all spending so much time fretting over what the scale says, or how our jeans fit or whatever that we sometimes just lose sight of the fact that, even if we're packing too many pounds and our blood pressure is out of whack, we're still alive.
Last Monday and now tonight was just awesome for me. It reminded me of what it's like to have fun. To breathe. To actually *love* life.
So that's it. Nothing exciting. Nothing profound. Just... live. And have fun doing it.
Bring on my 39th year. I got carded, so even fat I must be looking somewhat good!