dear me,

today you thought about some things, and you came to a few conclusions about how to change for the better. so instead of dwelling on what you weren’t in the past, let’s just skip all that bullshit and move right along to the contentedly journeying into better futurehood. okay? okay.

also, no one else knows what they’re doing, or who they are, or what they want, and that’s like 98% of the fun so shut your face.

your man loves you, your friends seem to think you’re pretty cool, and you don’t hate what you create. so what is there to lose?

nudge nudge. time to go. make it happen.

love (yes, you sap, deal),

me

Would you stand for someone talking this way to your children—for instance, telling them that they are not very talented at painting and shouldn’t even bother? Or that their poetry is not very interesting? Of course not. You’d want to go pay this person a little visit with your flamethrower.

Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird (via i-dunno-yet)