Horrays and other weird feelings...
Horray for a 3-day week! Horray for me getting some shit done (like, house things... things that I desperately needed to get done)! Horray for braving the Silk City crowd (and I do mean crowd) once again, as I will on most Saturdays of my current life, to dance with my girls and let some much needed steam out! Horray for the Tale of Desperaux being made into a movie which is coming out on December 19 and Horray for Steve-o wanting to take me to see it, since we read the book out loud with eachother.
And, this brings me to my final "horray", and that's Horray for me finding out a little bit more about myself this weekend. Sorry to say I may have hurt a feeling or two in the process, but with all good intentions. I needed this more than anything else. I needed to know how I feel about Steve-o, exactly. In other words... how deep does my love go and what does this all mean to my life. I found out that love is a funny, ridiculous, wonderful thing and though it's tough and will never ever be perfect, it can be right. It can feel right, and when you can become intoxicated with it, that's when you know it's a soulful kind of love.
And, this brings me to my final "horray", and that's Horray for me finding out a little bit more about myself this weekend. Sorry to say I may have hurt a feeling or two in the process, but with all good intentions. I needed this more than anything else. I needed to know how I feel about Steve-o, exactly. In other words... how deep does my love go and what does this all mean to my life. I found out that love is a funny, ridiculous, wonderful thing and though it's tough and will never ever be perfect, it can be right. It can feel right, and when you can become intoxicated with it, that's when you know it's a soulful kind of love.