And so this moment, I just have to sing out loud, and say I love I live and breathe in now...
The last two evenings- no make that three- have been so unplanned and unexpected.
Three of the best evenings of the past few months.
I'm sitting here tonight, drinking whisky from the bottle, after a night of connecting, followed by reminiscing and laughing so hard I thought I'd be sick.
I'm sanguine for the first time in the last time I can remember.
(Such a great word sanguine...)
Certain thoughts still creep into my head in ways I wish they wouldn't, but that's been happening less frequently.
Perhaps with the change in weather comes the change in outlook.
I'm trying to reconnect with old friends, and build new ones. I'm trying to get past... To get past whatever it is that's been keeping me from feeling fulfilled.
I miss 5 years ago. 2 years ago. 7 years ago.
3 years ago.
So much changes, and yet so little.
We all want to go back. To those bits of comfortable that we find. We're so obsessed with it that we often fail to see the spaces between as still being truly 'us'. We look for the next thing that brings us back to the feeling of comfort we associate with those past times. We seem to be telling ourselves that we want the comfort, when we're really looking for the things that bring us back to the feelings from the past. The times when we first found a comfortable place.
In a lot of ways we're always looking for that past relationship. We're always comparing. No matter what you do.
Everyone's looking back.
Always looking back...
Three of the best evenings of the past few months.
I'm sitting here tonight, drinking whisky from the bottle, after a night of connecting, followed by reminiscing and laughing so hard I thought I'd be sick.
I'm sanguine for the first time in the last time I can remember.
(Such a great word sanguine...)
Certain thoughts still creep into my head in ways I wish they wouldn't, but that's been happening less frequently.
Perhaps with the change in weather comes the change in outlook.
I'm trying to reconnect with old friends, and build new ones. I'm trying to get past... To get past whatever it is that's been keeping me from feeling fulfilled.
I miss 5 years ago. 2 years ago. 7 years ago.
3 years ago.
So much changes, and yet so little.
We all want to go back. To those bits of comfortable that we find. We're so obsessed with it that we often fail to see the spaces between as still being truly 'us'. We look for the next thing that brings us back to the feeling of comfort we associate with those past times. We seem to be telling ourselves that we want the comfort, when we're really looking for the things that bring us back to the feelings from the past. The times when we first found a comfortable place.
In a lot of ways we're always looking for that past relationship. We're always comparing. No matter what you do.
Everyone's looking back.
Always looking back...