I am fat. Super fat. I recently moved to Portland, Maine from Myrtle Beach, SC. I lived down there for 6 years. I made some great friends but I was miserable. But it took me moving a 1000 miles to realize how bad I was.
I ate my feelings. I had aloooooooooot of feelings.
Now, I live in an awesome city, in the coolest apartment, I have the best job and I look like a small moon.
What I want to do is look absolutely fabulous riding down Congress Street on an old fashioned bicycle with a wicker basket, wearing a flowing 50's style dress, bidding people "Good Day!" when I pass, on a warm beautiful Sunday in June!
That's my goal.
I'm going to keep this journal, blog, thing, to keep me honest.
Let the journey begin...
No comments:
Post a Comment