Spent the rest of the morning catching up with Pope Francis' visit, face timing with my mom, making a to do list (and doing it!), andddd laundry. Why?! Coz I'm a mature, responsible adult, chos!
Went back home, but not before a bird decided to poop on my bag. Daymnnn. A good reminder that in life, you can't control everything. You can take precaution, yes, but full control? Not likely.
In a way, it's part of the theme of this birthday. Believing in yourself and going for your dreams (thank you Pope Francis and my loved ones for all the encouragement!), being an adult (in the sense that you have more responsibility and accountability), and carrying on even if (bird) shit happens.
And to end this post in true heyrocketgirl fashion, a quote I've been using in the past how many years-
"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."
xx


Happiest Birthday Reg!!! I want a detailed update soonest please! Love you!!!
ReplyDeleteP.S. They say getting pooped on is lucky DAW!