I cry often. Doctor says it’s excess estrogen: I have girly emotions. Could be the unrelenting pain unlikely to diminish. I think something different. Just between us, I see time running out. And that makes me sad. Sad that I think that. Sad that it’s true.
Because I am a survivor and an optimist, enjoying the hell out of my life. Came across a draft, tentatively titled, “New Year’s Resolutions (In No Particular Order).” Clearly I wrote some of it. Just as obvious, stole some.
I do not advocate for naps, I don’t nap. Can’t nap. Have never napped. Wouldn’t want to miss something I wouldn’t want to miss.
Like every moment of the rest of my days. If I am gonna have a better life, be a better man, a better me, I am starting – all over again once more – right now.
Become your own hero. And act accordingly.
Always try to help a friend in need. And love your friends, no matter who they are.
Believe in yourself.
Be brave…but it’s okay to be afraid sometimes. Fear is often just plain and simple common sense.
Just keep going.
Always be aware of what’s around you. Watch your own six.
Study hard. And often.
Laugh often. And hard.
Trust your instincts.
Don’t be overly concerned with your weight, it’s just a number.
I weigh myself every morning. It’s a number I keep my eye on.
Always try to see the glass half full.
Meet new people, even if they seem different to you.
Remain calm, even when it seems hopeless.
Take lots of naps. Rest is good for you.
Be weird whenever you have the chance.
Don’t waste food. Or time.
RELAX.
Take an occasional risk.
Get a dog. A cat. A fish. A plant. Pet rocque.
Try to have a little fun each day. … it’s important.
Share.
Invest in yourself.
Say ‘I love you’ often.
Express yourself creatively. Try.
Be conscious of your appearance.
Always be up for surprises.
Love someone with all of your heart.
Forgive.
Watch your step.
Remember – it will get better.
Exercise to keep fit. Make it fun.
Live up to your name.
Seize the Moment.
Indulge in the things you truly love.
Cherish every day.
Deep breath.