Patience, My Twist Of Fate

While I am lying in my bed, chatting with a friend of mine about the best boxing technics via Facebook and simultaneously watching “Bodyguard” on TV (I’m a woman, I can do that) I start to believe that I am not doing enough yet, that I am fighting not hard enough yet to reach my dreams and get where I want to go.

But the irony in this story is that it’s not that I am too lazy, it’s fate. As if destiny is letting me know when it’s the right time to do certain things, and that as soon as I would probably rush them, it’s calling me back and I have to wait and remain patient. Work on other things, find other ways to keep going until the time has come to finally act and go for what I usually planed. There are a few stories I could share but it would take too long to split them into pieces and write them all down. Furthermore I doubt anybody would love to read ‘em.

Life has a plan and I gotta trust it, even though that will always make me feel like I am not working hard enough. But hey, that must be my destiny.