Nikki In a Nutshell

I’m living proof that you can live without someone that you think you can’t. Especially if there was once a time when you didn’t know them. If that isn’t the case and logic dictates why you must/should go on with your life without someone be brave. You’ll live.

Just about eleven hours ago, I had a good gulp of water with a helping of dishwashing liquid. It wasn’t tasty … & I’ve yet to expel bubbles.

I remind me of my mother. Often. In many ways.

In the mid to late 80’s I met who turned out to be one of my closest friends in life. I don’t know why exactly but she went on with her life without me. I believe one reason may have been that I’d found myself a mother to two brand news babies & ain’t nobody got time for that! I get it. I’ve since (25 or so years later) outgrown a few associations myself without explanation. I hope she is doing well & I do miss her. I never resented her for moving on. I had bigger fish to fry & I’m sure she did too.

… what good is knowledge when the wisdom of time & place in which to implement it is missing all together. #hitormiss #nope

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… et cetera , et cetera.

The attitude “that’s just who I am, take it or leave it” is still a sign of immaturity. As an adult, it’s your responsibility to figure out which of your traits are toxic and are negatively impactful towards other people, and to eventually learn how to fix them. At some point we all gotta start making ourselves better individuals. If you truly believe you don’t have to change anything about yourself, even at the very least the worst in you, and that people will just have to deal with it, then you are still a child.

I don’t care much at all for small talk. Long drawn out small talk is completely unnecessary, a total waste of time & energy. I’ve painfully participated in my last episode.

Vanilla. Industrial beige. Bloodshot eyes. Enough.