I’m sitting here trying to get my nerves up to go on this trip to Arizona. Im planning on driving the whole way. I have the worst case of bubbles right now. Seriously I’m silently freaking the f**ck out. I’m not the best driver and having no cell phone right now isn’t the smartest way to go. I’m using a gps and I hope it’s up to date, because gps systems can send you to some very scary and weird places. I’m speaking from experience. Considering the fact that I’m confused with most directions away.
I normally leave the distance driving to others.
Is it wrong to secretly hope there’s another option? Like for real. I’m sure that most people don’t mind long rode trips and things that take time. But the people who love me know that I’m not like that. I’d rather fly and I like to go Ricky Bobby fast. I read all signs like this:
Today I’m in love with the idea of the journey. I’m excited to see if I can push myself to get there. If I’m able to handle whatever life throws my way. If I can get everything done.
I hate the fact that I’m not sure of what it is next. I constantly feel like I’m grasping at straws. Just looking for a stable environment. Just hoping that something actually comes out good with no hiccups or confusion.
This year has been a lot of firsts. A lot of changes have been made. All while I’m trying to stay positive and focus on the good. The truth is life isn’t always easy. Sometimes it’s hard to save yourself let alone anyone else and I have children to be there for. Good or bad I HAVE to figure it out.
Please send me your prayers. Positivity and blessings. I’ll be blogging about Love for the month of February. This way I’ll look for it all month long.
Today I’m in love with the ideal of heading to Arizona. Wish me luck because I’m gonna need it.
C. L Cunningham
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Road Trip Babe Raglan
Woke up with a new attitude. A good one. Happy to feel grounded instead in a celestial state at all times.
Got up to call around for a reality job. Well that’s what I call a job that isn’t pursuing your God given talents. Or your DNA embedded talent for my non believing friends.
As I was walking I heard that wonderful ego voice in my head. Mine likes to talk sh*t about situations we can not control. Wondering why the things that would work perfectly for me will not work for another.
Even with full understanding of the differences between each other in general. I still want almost perfection of the meeting of the minds. The importance of being on the same page.
I sigh thinking about it. Let the breathing work of my lungs try to push out the feeling of longing. Waiting to feel better is a little overrated when the things you’ve attached to your happiness belong in the hands of someone else.
Today I’m going to make sure I know how beautiful I am. Head to toe. Voice and strength. Mind, body, and soul. I want to remind anyone reading how exactly beautiful that you are. Problems and all.
The days get better. The pain goes away if you’re ready for it to leave and tomorrow begins again.
C .L Cunningham
Today has been filled with twist and turns. Currently on a road called the grapevine.
Lots of curves on this road and in this day. Sometimes that’s the way it goes.
Encountered some pit stops. An occasional rest stop or gas station to refuel our stomachs as well as empty our bladders.
Enjoying kindness of the faces we don’t know. Appreciating the view. Game day was today. Huskers got a win 🌽. Excited for the state. Every now and then it’s nice to have something to cheer about.
Cruising down the highway and winding up the night. Almost a new day and the sun will shine in the morning.
C. L Cunningham
On life’s highway 🛣