Mission statement

In order to make room in my life for a newborn, I moved out of my apartment. By doing so, I obviously had to pack a lot of stuff and imagine this…unpack!

I look at moving as an excellent opportunity to purge on unnecessary items. Use it or loose it! My rule of thumb: if I haven’t used it the past two years it’s gone. Sorry, size 0 dress I only wore 3 times. Goodbye broken china plate, I really don’t have the time or the talent to make you into a mosiac. Goodbye useless childhood school crap. I’m pretty sure I know the scientific method by now…

But yes… I have saved all my school crap from 4th to 9th grade (when I dropped out). Of course, most of it was pure crap that I finally got had the courage to let go of, but I did find some gems!  Mostly my poetry books.

Believe it or not, I was skilled award winning ‘poet’ by the time I entered high school. I wanted to go to Harvard to be a poet. Ambitious, but at the time that where my life was headed. I stopped writing because one day I had a writer’s block, and I think I never truly broke past it. I became happy and writing was always a way to put my teenage angst-y, slightly morbid feelings towards something vaguely positive.

Even as I was going through the lot today, I was embarrassed by multiple things I read. I seriously felt sorry for myself, which I’m sure will happen in two years when I re-read all of these…but, I did stumbled on something dated from 2001 that really made me smile. It was called Mission Statement. I’m unsure if it was just past me talking to future me or if it was supposed to be a form of poetry or spoken word, but when I read it, I thought to myself, “Good for you! You did okay!”

After all my trials and tribulations, even after all my tests of character and the measure of my resilience. I can  honestly say, I didn’t stray too far from my life’s mission statement.

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