Lingerie

The more complicated we make our lives,
the less of it we actually appreciate.
Dinners,
parties,
sleepovers,
work,
movies.
I realized the more you put into your organizer.
The less time you have to actually live your life.
To be able to stop and breath.
In the lives the majority of us live.
We have work to be completed.
Bills to pay off.
Mortgages to worry about,
and a family to care for.
Call me a brute.
Call me incensitive.
But this time around,
I see all those different things as just another weight on my life.
Blurring my vision and preventing me from living life.

What I don't see.
Is that no matter what I'm doing.
Whether it be working my ass off from eight to eight.
Or picking up my future kids from childcare.
Or having to walk the dog.
It's life.
I already am living life.
What makes me feel as if I haven't had the opportunity to stop and take a moment in for myself is because I haven't actually tried.
So here I am,
letting everyone know that this time, before the year ends.
I'm going to stop, and take a breath.
Look at the scenery and tie up my shoelaces again before I take another step into a new year.