She's a dying breed

Sometimes I decide that I'm going to make the most of my life, and today is one of those 'sometime' days. Things that I look back at and regret have made me who I am today, and I believe that who I am today is who I want to be..for the most part, though I am certainly not all put together. Those hours that I thought would never end, the people I was stupid enough not to avoid, and so on.. have been a expression of my life so far. I believe my life so far is good, even though those particular instances didn't seem worthwhile in the moment. If I didn't go through fear that day, I'd be in jail. If I didn't get caught up in that person, I'd probably be still trying to capture peoples attention and living for shit. I am happy with myself right now. I'm never going to be one of those witty, quick response girls that I used to dream of being. My answer to "hey Sarah, whats up?" is usually "I'm great! Thanks!" But whatever! I decided..me, is enough for me. I will sure enough try. So, I have my whole life in front of me, and it's ultimately my choice whether to live it. I know I'm going to screw up a lot, but I will hopefully look back at my life (however long that may be) and be satisfied with it.