An updated version of the orignial

From here on out you'll meet a new me. You'll may see me at a party and say to yourself, "Wow, is that really her? She's a new she." You'll see me walking down the halls at work and shrug questioning yourself, "There is something different about that girl. Did she color her hair? Something. She looks...different. Better." I'll let me inhibitions down. I'll fly by the set of my pants. I won't care so much about little things. I'll enjoy the ride. I won't worry so much about the futile things. I'll say exactly what is on my mind; and I mean exactly...no sugar coating from this girl. I'll say "fuck it" more often. I'll "make my move" without a plan. I strive to be more of a daredevil. I will take more chances. I won't be afraid of failure. I'll deal with it if it comes. And even so, what the hell...it won't be the end of the world. I'll get right back in the game. I'll do what I do best. I'll be me. A new and improved. A new 27. 2 version. An amorphous adaptation of the original. A work in progress. If I was a painter I'd go cubist at this stage...show to transformation into something otherwise. Similraly to Picasso's blue period...I'm going through a period of earth toned colors--rich, thick yellow; solid, dark red; vibrant orange; deep rich purples. All scattered, but entwined, circling and swirling around each other. And bigger. I'm talking imposing. I'm going to make a lasting impression.