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I could:
Scream.
Kick something.
Scream AND kick something!
Excuse me, beloveds, whilst I have a brief but immensely satisfying, virtual temper tantrum…










Whew!
It was either throw a virtual temper tantrum or throw my laptop over the balcony railing…*pout*.
I have been working on the first piece I am planning to upload to YouTube.
I pressed record. I spoke. For 30 some odd minutes.
I exported said recording. I played it back to make sure all the captions showed…*sigh*.
All was well for 13 minutes.
13 minutes?! Surely not?😳😤
Surely, sadly, the next 17 minutes were greeted with silence as the rest of the 📹 video image continued to roll.





I tried everything that I didn’t know to find 17 minutes worth of lost words and emotions.
Heckamiah Jeremiah! Crap!!!!! OMG!!!
The story of my damned life this last year!!…*stamps foot*.
I decided to use the energy from my mad 😡 to work on a piece to encourage folk when they have lost WORDS THEY HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND FOR A BLASTED YEAR AND NOW THEY ARE GONE LIKE THE JOB I NO LONGER HAVE AND EMPTY BANK ACCOUNT LAUGHING IN MY
BROKE FACE!!






I am learning not to live in my feels. I am learning to not waste too much time lamenting over what I have lost.
I am learning to reframe loss. This was just another practice session. This was an opportunity to learn the software. This was a chance to see that I COULD speak, extemporaneous, for 30 minutes.
The ONLY way to learn is to go ahead and learn.
I am learning HOW. I am learning how to be PATIENT as I learning.
I AM learning. That’s the point, isn’t it? I can’t give out what I haven’t received for myself.
Be encouraged. Use ALL your day to make your day. Even the frustrating portions.
I promised myself I wouldn’t stop until I learned. I have. I’ve done my try. I have put in another day’s of working on my dreams. This is enough for me.
I’m fixing to reward myself with some sausage and cheese sandwiches. Who is up for a snack?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: The old me would have raged and pouted for days. I would have had a pity party and ate my way through a bag of Doritos. I would have stayed from the computer for days. Life is much too short for THAT foolishness.
I am learning to enjoy lemonade making!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!

























