I’m sick of STILL…you know STILL…everyone has STILL.
Me personally, I’m STILL:
working to be wealthy;
waiting to finally finish with the ex;
wanting to move on with my life;
in debt;
confused;
occasionally depressed;
traveling long distances for work;
trying to get my MOM out of NYC…
…I think you can see where this is going.
Why do we all have stills? Why can’t we (no matter how hard we try) get rid of stills? And there are more and more popping up everyday…
But what if all my stills were gone? Then what? Life would be pretty boring, having everything I can fathom the second it pops into my mind. So O.K. I need stills. But I hate them.
Hey wait…I still:
have my health;
have my friends;
share in love;
have the ability to get up everyday;
have the mental ability to deal with STILL.
Most of all, I have a STILL waiting for me curled up in bed…the best STILL I have, and the only STILL I need…
Aw hell…STILL isn’t so bad after all…
LU
