So I quit drinking. Nice. 10 months; I kick ass.
I still wait for change in my personal life.
I subscribe to the fact that I cannot change other people, places or things in my life. I can only effect me.
So why wait?
Still think this is best: [link]
'His other hand claimed the convex swell of her breast, just a handful, his thumb resting on her still solid point. Not pinching, not rolling, just resting. His lips curled against the top of her head, grinning. At that moment, he was perfect.'
One day, I'll be perfect.