Today was a milestone type-o-day.
I’ve officially become a volunteer with one of the local animal rehabilitation outfits! I will transport animals who are injured, ill; in distress of some kind, to the animal rehab place. This is really exciting for me not only because I’ll learn more about animal care and be involved in something that supports the community I reside in, but also because I actually reached a goal!
I never reach goals! I’ve set A LOT of goals over my lifespan, I’m VERY good at it, if I do say so myself, but then I forget about them. This is because I’ve always just rolled with the punches. Whatever happens happens, you know? It’s taken me a long time to realize I no longer want that to happen. Last year was the turning point. The universe screamed at me to change, so I am trying. At the time, I didn’t realize the universe was yelling at me, but looking back, she was totally up in my grill.
It’s a funny thing too, now that I set goals, they actually “come true” per se. Life is much simpler when I focus on what I want to achieve in life. And it’s not that I’m thinking about what I want all the time; it’s almost that I’m not thinking about these things. It’s more that I’ve set a path for myself and I will walk it… forever, I hope.
Life ain’t perfect that’s for damn sure, but following my own lead strips away the BS and the BS people that come along with it, leaving a few friendly faces (and birds, dogs, cats, etc.) along the way. I kind of feel like I’m in a protected and spirited space where each step is highlighted just for me; kind of like the yellow brick road but without all the weird shit.