No you can't get friendly with a crocodile
Don't be taken in by his welcome grin
He's imagining how well you'd fit within his skin
Never smile at a crocodile
Never tip your hat and stop to talk a while
Never run, walk away,
Say goodnight not gooday
Clear the aisle and never smile at Mr. crocodile...
Children's songs are taking over my brain!
I have to confess, I'm having so much fun with my new job. It is stressful and it makes me tired as everything, but it's fun. I mean, I spend 6 hours interacting with 2 year-olds who hang on every word I say and love to sing and dance and be silly. Even better, they love it when I sing and dance and am silly. They don't care really what I studied or how I look. They care that I care, and my lord how they need people to care!
Care=love, support and give structure and limits!
Some clouds cleared this morning. I do so know what I want, I just keep telling myself that what I want isn't sensible enough or isn't possible. Or that it's too scary. That's the real problem, right there. Should I try to change what I want (which I am never successful at?) or work on the fear and the beliefs that make me think my dreams aren't plausible? I'm too lazy right now to go into details so I'll leave y'all with this abstract mysterious thought.
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