Plotting a New Course

 The beginning must have been that night last September when I rolled over and told the Musician to get out, that I couldn't do this anymore.

At least I think that's the beginning.  Or perhaps it was when I got my acceptance letter?  Or when I started my classes?  Or maybe way back when my mom got sick?

It doesn't much matter that I trace the beginning back to patient zero.  Just that it happened.  That things unfolded and aligned and that the universe pulled me along on a course long ago plotted for me.

I didn't really have much say in the matter to  be honest.  And the last few months have been more about me holding on and trying to enjoy the ride than making conscious decisions.  Which is maybe why I didn't tell you about it.  I couldn't really see it then while it was happening.  But now I do.  

There were fights and hiccups.  Hangovers.  Regretted phone calls.  One night stands.  But there was also a hell of a lot of love.  And joy.  And peace.  New tattoos.  New friends.  Cheers.  And laughter.

I guess I could recount it all.  Tell you all the details.  But why Internet?  You wouldn't really get it.  You'd sit and listen and be nice.  But you'd be bored.  And wonder when my story would finally end.

So all you need to know is I'm good.  I was bad.  But now-I'm really fucking good.

-The Paper Doll can't wait to get on with it already

Comments

[Kerilyn]

Awww come on.. gotta tell us one amazingly good and delicious thing and one devious and naughty bad thing...... :)