27 years.

27 years. trying to do it on my own. trying to prove to god, to others, i can do it my way. i can make it happen. without their help. as i thumbed my nose at them.

for what? floundering in the stream as the current sweeps me toward the waterfall?

i've tried it on my own time and time again, without success. i once heard insanity defined as doing the exact same thing over and over again, expecting different results.

ENOUGH!

this past week i reached the 27 landmark. usually i'd see it as just another day, but this time, a still small thought permeated my thoughts: it's a new day. a new year. it's time for a new start.

i've been chewing over that thought, digesting it. i keep saying i wanna change, i keep making these grand plans of how things will be peachy once i've got it all together.
now here's a new thought....what if i simply put my money where my mouth is and backed up my talk?
*gasp* shocking. transforming. revolutionary, even.
and about darn time.