Monday, 4 October 2010
At this moment in time I should be worrying. I'm not going to though.
I've spent most of my life worrying about one thing or another and I'm not going to start again. Ever since I was young I've had this gift of always landing on my feet somehow. I'm not sure if it's a blessing or a curse, but I'm going to take my life less seriously and hope for the best. I'm not relying on always landing on my feet in the end as any ones luck can run out. But I know for damn sure if and when mine runs out I'm going to still hold my head high and feel in my heart that I've still had a good crack at living the dream.