When it comes to emotions, I’m an Olympic champion.
I run head-on at problems after jumping to conclusions.
People think that I just sail through life without any problems, but
this is not true. I have had to box clever to get where I am now, and
even throw a few tantrums to get what I want.
This doesn’t mean that I don’t wrestle with my conscience from
time to time. But I always manage to overcome all the hurdles that are
put in front of me.
It’s no good diving in head-first, as I often find that my work is
like swimming with sharks, who always want to take a bite out of me.
But there are others that try to help me hammer out any problems
that I may come across, when I find myself having to back-pedal.
When I’m riding high, everyone is my friend but when my back is on
the mat, no one wants to know.
But once I lift the weights off my mind, I feel like doing somersaults.
I have to remember that life is a marathon and not a sprint. But
once I pass the finishing line, I know that I shall strike gold!
But my main problem is that I just can’t be arsed!
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