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Tonight kicked off Shack-a-Thon. It was off to a rocky start, but eventually, the rain stopped and people came out from hiding. It was great to see something that I had a big hand in get pulled off. It was and is absolutely freezing outside compared to how it has been, but when people are having fun, they rough it, as I'm sure they are right now. I personally, sang Kareoke. Yes, me, the one that cannot carry a tune if she really tried, belted out a Kelly Clarkson classic along with Rachel and another Habitater. Now, I hardly knew the words, but sounds were coming out of my mouth the whole time. What can I say, when you're a pro, you're a pro.
We are going back to U of I this weekend. We are going to be spending some quality time with Goot and Silverman. We are just going to be staying until Saturday afternoon though because we have tickets for Cabaret Saturday night. I'm going into this with an open mind and a giggle so I'm sure we will have a great time.
Lately, I've learned that it's really hard to let someone in when you aren't letting someone else go. It's not because you don't want to let go, but because you have held on for so long that your hands became a part of what you're gripping. You don't know how to let go because the thought had almost been erased from your mind completely. Time can be an enemy in this sense. You don't know what to do. You think that if it's worth letting go, if it's worth letting slip away what you have gotten so used to, you will naturally loosen your grip, you will want to let go. You don't know. You toggle this thought back and forth and can't seem to find justification for holding on or for letting go. Then what? You're in limbo with your thoughts and you're still hanging on to something that may or not be holding back, while seeing that right in front you, someone may or may not be waiting to take your hand. Let him do the holding for once...I don't know.
*Why? Move on.*
Peace.
We are going back to U of I this weekend. We are going to be spending some quality time with Goot and Silverman. We are just going to be staying until Saturday afternoon though because we have tickets for Cabaret Saturday night. I'm going into this with an open mind and a giggle so I'm sure we will have a great time.
Lately, I've learned that it's really hard to let someone in when you aren't letting someone else go. It's not because you don't want to let go, but because you have held on for so long that your hands became a part of what you're gripping. You don't know how to let go because the thought had almost been erased from your mind completely. Time can be an enemy in this sense. You don't know what to do. You think that if it's worth letting go, if it's worth letting slip away what you have gotten so used to, you will naturally loosen your grip, you will want to let go. You don't know. You toggle this thought back and forth and can't seem to find justification for holding on or for letting go. Then what? You're in limbo with your thoughts and you're still hanging on to something that may or not be holding back, while seeing that right in front you, someone may or may not be waiting to take your hand. Let him do the holding for once...I don't know.
*Why? Move on.*
Peace.