Just thinking.

You ever wonder what your life would have been like if you would have made different choices? If you didn't happen to meet that person, go to that school, move into that neighborhood - would your life be the same visualization, or be the same person? Do you think you would be thankful for things the same way? I think of what my idea of what I want myself to be, and I honestly want it to be different. I want more appreciation for art and the things I'm good at. I want work to be fulfilling (I paid enough for the education to get there someday). I'd like a husband that bitched a little less, and thought more about the words that exited his mouth. I would like to wake up in the morning and walk into my own home decorated how I want it. And a little baby who knew his momma loved him and would be back soon when she has to be away. Patience is growing thin. Don't get me wrong people, or think I'm not grateful for what I have, cause I've got it pretty damn good. My life isn't depressing, usually. I just have my candle burning at both ends. And I'd like to remember that me is also we in more forms than one. I'm just so damn tired of being considerate.