loin des yeux, loin du coeur
Not so funny observation:
They say that truth will set you free. But it's my opinion that sometimes you can't tell the truth. It's half truths, omissions, blatant lying that will set one free. In a sense, sometimes the whole truth really freaks people out, or gets people in trouble... sometimes the truth ruins things. And it's weird how people react to the truth. The key is knowing how to read the people that you want to be truthful to (hopefully everyone - though lets be honest...)
This observation comes from thinking about people and truths that could be told. They're all just shades of grey anyway. And I found myself censoring more and more often because of how unsure I am about where truths lead. And it's all because experience tells us that you could screw yourself by opening your mouth so it's better to just... zip it.
Scary thing:
I'm driving home from Indy tonight and talking to my dad on the phone. I swerved to avoid hitting a car on the side of the road when... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! Almost hit a dead body lying in the middle of the road. Whew, turned out to be a deer, but still terrifying. After the fiasco last year with illegal deer hunting, I'm a bit weary of deer.
Interesting:
My personal life is being cluttered by my own insecurities. And it's funny. DL called. He told me exactly what I wanted to hear two weeks ago. That he was in love with me too, and that he missed me terribly. He begged me to come down and see him in may. And it's not that I'm not still in love with him... how many people really get over their first love anyway. But I said good bye to him, and shut off that part of my heart to no longer hurt. And when he told me that, I thought... it still changes nothing. He and I will never be.
The interesting thing is that... I've got a distraction from life. That's something I'd never figured would happen. I don't know what this distraction is... permanent or otherwise. I wish I did, but I can't expect life to come with the safety net of knowledge. Sometimes you just have to go with things and not worry about the stain before the spill. That's something I know I'm not good with. But I can always learn new tricks.
They say that truth will set you free. But it's my opinion that sometimes you can't tell the truth. It's half truths, omissions, blatant lying that will set one free. In a sense, sometimes the whole truth really freaks people out, or gets people in trouble... sometimes the truth ruins things. And it's weird how people react to the truth. The key is knowing how to read the people that you want to be truthful to (hopefully everyone - though lets be honest...)
This observation comes from thinking about people and truths that could be told. They're all just shades of grey anyway. And I found myself censoring more and more often because of how unsure I am about where truths lead. And it's all because experience tells us that you could screw yourself by opening your mouth so it's better to just... zip it.
Scary thing:
I'm driving home from Indy tonight and talking to my dad on the phone. I swerved to avoid hitting a car on the side of the road when... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! Almost hit a dead body lying in the middle of the road. Whew, turned out to be a deer, but still terrifying. After the fiasco last year with illegal deer hunting, I'm a bit weary of deer.
Interesting:
My personal life is being cluttered by my own insecurities. And it's funny. DL called. He told me exactly what I wanted to hear two weeks ago. That he was in love with me too, and that he missed me terribly. He begged me to come down and see him in may. And it's not that I'm not still in love with him... how many people really get over their first love anyway. But I said good bye to him, and shut off that part of my heart to no longer hurt. And when he told me that, I thought... it still changes nothing. He and I will never be.
The interesting thing is that... I've got a distraction from life. That's something I'd never figured would happen. I don't know what this distraction is... permanent or otherwise. I wish I did, but I can't expect life to come with the safety net of knowledge. Sometimes you just have to go with things and not worry about the stain before the spill. That's something I know I'm not good with. But I can always learn new tricks.