I am having a good day today.
I can;t do much but I can sit and watch old movies and twist my hair with wax and make dreadlocks.
I always wanted dreadlocks but I was so busy being what everyone wnated me to be or what I needed to be to get someone to like me that I never really got to do the things that made me....
I have been at it for 5 hours now.
Its tiring to hold up your arms and twist and tease and wax an inch of your hair at a time.
And its a shame I won't see the locks as they should be since it takes 6 months to a year to truly tighten but I like it.
I wish I did it when I had the chance to show them off.
When my friend and I get busy on my obit, it will not be a glowing review of a fearless life.
The worst thing about my life is knowing I was not brave.
I must have held a great act for many years because if you ask people who knew me...they would say I was 'intimidating'.
I must have been a great actor. Too bad I could not win an Oscar for my performance.
I do not believe n heaven and hell.
I believe in reincarnation.
I know I am headed to a new life and I only hope that in my next life...glimpses of this one will show up in my dreams.
I want a window to see my family.
I want a worm hole to come back if my son needs me.
I will not be buried.
I will not be cremated.
I am leaving soon on my own and will just fabulously disappear.
And if you ever wonder where I went...just look in the direction of the ocean when its a full moon.
The Blonde will be headed to Jamaica in her dreams!