Just being honest....
.....I was in love; now, I'm not. It was like two jagged pieces of a puzzle.
.....My workout yesterday was so good it was almost orgasmic. There's something incredibly sexual about pushing past your limits; breathing hard and sweating and feeling like your heart is going to stop at any moment; then collapsing on the ground and basking in that after-workout glow.
.....Hmmm. That did sound a lot like sex.
.....I am really feeling my hair right now. I don't know....the way the twists are just falling into place makes me feel....sexy.
Maybe it's just that time of the year. The flowers are blooming and the temperature is rising, among other things....
.....That was my last sex-related comment.
.....I am making a commitment to stop putting down my body. It's like Womanhood 101: you learn somewhere along the way to complain about cellulite/stretch marks/etc. If you ever experience a moment of awkward silence among women, start complaining about your body. The conversation will explode.
I say it's time to change all of that.
I love my body.
Everything serves a purpose.
Everything is a gift....the gift that keeps on giving.
.....We give people too much power in our lives. I see so many people posting FB statuses like:
Do you think I should go natural?
What should I do tonight?
What should I have for dinner?
Speaking as the most indecisive person in the world......who cares?!?!?!?! That "great advice" you're getting is based on the other person's frame of reference, which is probably completely different from yours.
People mean well, they really do. But you what opinions are like.....
......I'm serious about skydiving.
......I've been looking into buying a new car. I know car salesmen are just trying to keep their jobs; still, they lay it on pretty thick. I went to a car lot the other day--in fifteen minutes, the salesman complimented my hair, my perfume and my earrings; he offered me a piece of pie and told me his whole life story.
It takes all of that to get an SUV?
......Most people who really know me probably know it's uncomfortable for me to write like this. After all, I'm Kayla Woodberry...and as one of our church musicians pointed out this afternoon, people are looking at me.
But this is a part of me, just like it is for every single person I know.
I get angry.
I get frustrated.
Occasionally, I get sexually frustrated. (Ha!)
I'm a work in progress....so love me through the progressions or don't.
.....I still feel like things are going to get better. They don't have to, but they will. I feel it.