only a switch of suringe...
"'love is the only language everyone understands.'
'oh, love, yes. i can read it, but i can't speak it.'"
i can't describe my summer thus far any better than simply say that it has been a transition. i am changing into the person i will be (however, i suppose that's all any of us really do). but more notaby (or more visible at the moment, i guess) the relationships in my life are undergoing changes that i think will last forever.
its sad to see relationships that once held such importance and such happiness fade. what's worse though, is seeing a relationship that still holds importance and maybe even love end only because it is time for something new. it amazes me that people (myself included) feel the need to discard the good things that they have in hopes of finding something better. or not even necessarily better, just different. why do i feel that i need to let go when so much of me wants to hold on? its a good thing i suppose. i have a healthy desire for the unknown. it just feels really shitty at the moment.
the summer is flying by regaurdless. i just finished a month of working at camp touchstone. now i just need to kick back for a few weeks before i leave for school on the second. my sister's friend simon is here from england and we are going to do all kinds of fun thigns with him. i leave wednesday for backpacking in NH. until then i have the house to myself. which i'm strangely unexcited about.
:the power of listening to what you don't want me to know:
'oh, love, yes. i can read it, but i can't speak it.'"
i can't describe my summer thus far any better than simply say that it has been a transition. i am changing into the person i will be (however, i suppose that's all any of us really do). but more notaby (or more visible at the moment, i guess) the relationships in my life are undergoing changes that i think will last forever.
its sad to see relationships that once held such importance and such happiness fade. what's worse though, is seeing a relationship that still holds importance and maybe even love end only because it is time for something new. it amazes me that people (myself included) feel the need to discard the good things that they have in hopes of finding something better. or not even necessarily better, just different. why do i feel that i need to let go when so much of me wants to hold on? its a good thing i suppose. i have a healthy desire for the unknown. it just feels really shitty at the moment.
the summer is flying by regaurdless. i just finished a month of working at camp touchstone. now i just need to kick back for a few weeks before i leave for school on the second. my sister's friend simon is here from england and we are going to do all kinds of fun thigns with him. i leave wednesday for backpacking in NH. until then i have the house to myself. which i'm strangely unexcited about.
:the power of listening to what you don't want me to know: