Hi my name is Nomadic Soul, and I'm a TV-show addict. I'm a TV-junkie (even though I only watch National Geographic Channel on TV, the rest I watch online). That's a whole lot of TV shows.....wow. So I've been thinking about the things I want to do and I was wondering why I never got around doing them. And then it hit me. These TV shows are to blame! (yes, just go with the flow will ya? I'm in the first stage of Kubler-Ross' 5 stages of grief: denial).
When I think about who I want to be, I picture myself clad in a white flowing gown with flowers in my hair and everywhere surrounding me. I'd be barefoot, feeling the tickle of the greenest grass I'll ever see under my feet. These very grass, feed on my laugh, my smile, my grin. Louis Armstrong sings What A Wonderful World in the background. Then and only then will I dare say that I am a woman of passion. It's tedious to be self-aware and knock the "passive" out of yourself.
So, in order for me to do what I want to do and be who I want to be, I need need need to cut down on tv-time cos television is evillll. haha. I need to be more focused. I know I am capable of doing more, accomplishing more. I will not tolerate being told that I am not SuperWoman. I want to stop being a flake, cos let's face it, I'm a HUGE flake. If I get a dollar for each time I flaked, I'd be a millionaire by now! I need to move fast to the last stage of the Kubler-Ross' 5 stages of grief: acceptance. What exactly am I grieving about? My life.
Truly, there are only 6 shows that I care about: Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice The Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, The Mentalist and Glee. Others I can spare so that I can focus on things that matter like the CIP proposal thing I've been trying to work out since before Ramadhan. We'll see. Hope I'll quit my tree-hopping tendencies sooner than later. amin insyaAllah.
You exist, but you are a myth. Beautiful, but a myth still.
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