Sunday, November 09, 2003
Sometimes I worry about leading a small life. For as long as I can remember, I've always wanted much, much more from life than it happens to be offering at the time. I want bright lights and shining stars and recognition. Lots and lots of recognition. Maybe my struggle with gaining a real job stems from a reluctance to pluck myself from the dream of being bigger, important.
Other times I crave the American dream- big house, good kids, and a husband who loves me more than I could ever imagine. If I could have that dream, I don't think I would need the glitz and glamour. In the midst of all that love, my so-called small life wouldn't look so unimportant.
But really, I think I just want some purpose. Whether that comes from having my picture in magazines or cooking dinner for my family doesn't really matter, as long as I have a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
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Other times I crave the American dream- big house, good kids, and a husband who loves me more than I could ever imagine. If I could have that dream, I don't think I would need the glitz and glamour. In the midst of all that love, my so-called small life wouldn't look so unimportant.
But really, I think I just want some purpose. Whether that comes from having my picture in magazines or cooking dinner for my family doesn't really matter, as long as I have a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
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