Not being at this Beyonce concert tonight has me all up in my feelings. Why am I not there? I'm so over allowing days to go by and not really doing much at all. It's usually this time of the night when I realize that I did nothing. Then, of course, I think about all the things I could've/should've done, and I feel bad, guilty, somewhere in between.
I'm done. It ends today. No more waiting and wasting. Time is a commodity that I've squandered, and honestly, I'm embarrassed y'all. I want memories, I desire experiences that will create fantastic stories to be told to my grandkids.
Concerts, brunches, festivals, art shows, and road trips. I promise (myself and you), that the effort to make memories will be daily. So much to see and do, and it's high time I did.
I will return to this post each time I fall into my old habits of tv show binges and moods that keep me in my room for weeks at a time. Sun rays that'll tan my skin, flowers that will be picked, mimosas that will be sipped. I'm getting excited just thinking about it all. So much to do in my city, I should be ashamed, and I am.
Very soon, my escapades will begin, make sure you tune in....
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