I find myself asking a lot, what’s it worth?
How much are you willing to give up to make something work; to reach your goal; to be happy?
Is it even really a goal at all, or a pipe dream that’ll never come into fruition?
Things change for me on a daily basis it seems. I have given up many things to make certain other things run smoother for myself. It’s good and bad.
Many things I needed to give up. Some things I have not wanted to give up at all but have.
The end justifies the means.
Idk, but I hope so.
For those I may have hurt along the way…I’m sorry.
It’s Day 70.
I got one of my problems worked out today. 98 to go “and a bitch is one”. I deal with her every day when I look in the mirror.
J.Rounds (c)2015 ~Peaces of Me