My February Promise

It seems something is forming itself into a desire. Just for me. How appropriate. 

I've collected the frames for my new life in Aarhus, which means I have a job. 

But what a job... My boss and my "customer" is a handicapped woman in a wheel chair, who's unable to yell at people, because her speech mechanism is damaged as well. She still knows how to express herself, though and leaving work today I felt very uplifted because she didn't cry - not even once. 

The other day I was cleaning her windows and I said to myself, "Rebecca... You better start taking yourself seriously soon." 

And that's when I started forming this desire.

Because I don't need a lot of money. No car and no fancy place to live - my single room is perfect as long as it has atmosphere. I don't need make-up, fashionable new clothes every month or weekly brunch-meetings with my friends in the city. It's very appropriate, because my happiness doesn't let me go in a wealthy direction. 

I'm going to give music a chance. It's got to be possible. It has got to be possible for someone who wants it so much. I need to do it. If I realise the opposite one day I'll almost promise to educate myself and be a good worker for the society. 

I will try not to waste any more of my talents. 

Rebecca