Failure, success and that journey that gets us there.
So, I called my mom yesterday. Anyone who knows my mom knows that a phone call is an adventure. Indeed it was. She told me her perspective. As it turns out I am doomed to fail. Now that's not me as a person, but the relationship I'm in is. Anyone who read Jason's live journal recently knows that I'm moving in with my boyfriend. We've actually signed the lease already and we move in on July 27. It's a nice place, the same apartments that my brothers lived in before me. It's kind of like I'm following in there footsteps, I'm not sure if thats a good thing or not. But the apartment is nice. But thats not the point. The point is that my relationship with this guy whom I've now committed at least a year to is DOOMED to fail. Thats a comforting thought isn't it. I told him what my mom said and at first he just shook his head with a bit of laughter on his face then after about five minutes he said something that kind of made me laugh.
"I kind of like being the under dog" Now wouldn't you laugh at that?
"What?" I had to ask.
"Well, I was doomed to fail at ever being able to be with you" he replied
"I wasn't supposed to be able to change your mind." That a long story to explain that one.
"But I didn't fail, and I don't think we will either; I'm looking forward to the year we have to try."
The thing is that I'm looking forward to that year to, and any that come after that.
"I kind of like being the under dog" Now wouldn't you laugh at that?
"What?" I had to ask.
"Well, I was doomed to fail at ever being able to be with you" he replied
"I wasn't supposed to be able to change your mind." That a long story to explain that one.
"But I didn't fail, and I don't think we will either; I'm looking forward to the year we have to try."
The thing is that I'm looking forward to that year to, and any that come after that.