One of the things I remember my mom telling me is that I like shiny things. So this can be analogized to mean that I love extraordinary things.
I am turned on by fantasies (and I don’t mean sexual), flowery words, beautiful art, passionate music … the list goes on and on. I want to place my bed in a garden of words, clothe myself with art, bathe in passionate music. But that seems to be the story of my life. I want it, I want it, I want it … But the difference between me and some folks is that I will work for what I want! I will work until I’m tired and I’ve got nothing left to give. My knowledge comes from knowing myself and my willingness to know others.
What makes me weak is that I reveal too much and one has to have a certain amount of cunning in this world. I am the “tell me what you got, I’ll tell you what I got, and we can work from there” type of person… Guileless.
So, why haven’t I fallen thus far with such a weakness? I have met so many good people and I treasure them, and I am not shy to get rid those who aren’t conducive to my growth.
Why haven’t I failed so far? I am resilient.
Why do I feel as though I’m destined to achieve more than I’ve ever dreamed of? Those people, my resilience and my knowledge of self …
Keep and eye out for me … the Late Bloomer … again … giving you all she’s got.
LiberTeeLove 