October 22, 2011
Dear St. Augustine
I am on the verge of being a better person. I can feel it. Tomorrow will be the start of a new chapter in my life.
Tomorrow I am going to start exercising. I am going to commit to my yoga practice. Slowly but surely I’m going to get in better shape!
Tomorrow I’m going to start keeping a cleaner house. I’m going to scrub this house from top to bottom, and rediscover the long lost art of putting my toys away when I’m done playing with them.
Tomorrow I’m going to become a positive person. I’m always going to see the best in every situation. I’m going to write in my gratitude journal every day. I’m not going to dwell on the bad things that happen, and I’m damn sure not going to dwell on the past. Nothing but smiles and hugs from me from now on. Hell, I might even start meditating.
Tomorrow I’m going to start eating better. I’m going to cook for myself more often and not always eat take out. I’m going to eat more fish and vegetables.
Tomorrow I’m going to start making the most of every day. I’m going to do things I’ve “always wanted to do” – start going to museums and plays more often. I live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world, and I’m going to discover all the art and culture that we have to offer. No longer will I spend hours playing some stupid game on the computer or watching a marathon of a tv show I’ve already seen and/or own the dvd to.
Tomorrow I’m going to develop my career plan. I’m going to start researching, soul-searching and networking to figure out what I really want to do with my life. I’m finally going to get a plan. And pursue it.
Tomorrow I will do all these things and more. I am finally going to become the person I have always wanted to be.
But today, I’m going to lay on the couch eating ice cream for dinner. After I take my nap.
