Living the Cliched Life

So here I am on a Saturday night eating matzoh like a good Jewish girl and watching reruns of "Sex and the City." At least I'm not eating a pint of ice cream...matzoh seemed like the right choice. I don't have too much of an appetite these days and I wanted something light and easy to digest.

I'm feeling sad...for a variety of reasons, but nevertheless, sadness is my current state of mind. However, it seems like the beginning of what I feel to be big changes coming round the bend. Ya know when you can just feel it? Nothing tangible at first, but do you know what I mean when I say that you just know your life is about to change inexplicably? Maybe I'm just wanting things to change so badly that I'm manifesting this feeling. But even so, I say, let the manifestation begin! Because I'm ready for change. I'm ready to turn the corner, meet new people, face new challenges, get out of Dodge, and live up to my potential. Do I sound like an ad for a Tony Robbins infomerical? I know...I know...I guess I do...but cliches are there for a reason.

According to Wikopedia: "A cliché (from French, pronounced [kli'ʃeɪ]), is a saying, expression, or idea which has been overused to the point of losing its original meaning or effect, rendering it a stereotype, especially when at some earlier time it was considered distinctively meaningful or novel. It is frequently used in modern culture to reference an action or idea which is expected or predictable, based on a prior event.

So I'm not feeling very original these days...but the hell with it. Being a cliche for a short period of time isn't the worst thing in the world! I'm just going to wallow in my clicheness for a few more hours, then I'll cast it aside and get on with my to do list. Number 1 thing on the list: STOP BEING A CLICHE!

Now I'm putting it out there to the Universe. I'm embracing change and holding my arms wide open. There's a lot to look forward to, and that's what I'm doing. I'm looking forward, not looking back...and I'm sorta thinking that eating matzoh on a Saturday night while watching "Sex and the City" reruns isn't all that bad. It's comforting and right now I need to give myself all the comfort and love I deserve. Tomorrow I will take my Spin class and work out the stress and work on my play and write a new article and I will manifest change. How corny can I get, right? But please, cut me some slack...I'm feelin' a little blue!