Rambles From A Treadmill

It is a treadmill kind of night. I didn’t feel like doing the stair stepper tonight, but I made myself come to the gym anyway. I always tell myself I can play on my iPad in bed or I can play on my phone and walk on a treadmill. The latter definitely makes me feel like a better person. I have been thinking about life a lot lately and its freaking me out!

What do I really want out of life? This is the point in time where I have the time and the freedom to manifest whatever I choose to do. What do I really want out of life? How have other people tainted my dreams? How many of my own dreams have I given up on already?

Remembering who I am opposed to who people want me to be and remembering my own goals and dreams is a difficult task!!




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