May 02, 2009 08:39
Well, here it is ... moving day. I can't help but feel that once I'm settled in, there'll be a lot more to read in this journal. I couldn't hear so many of your for such a long time, and now NONE OF YOU WILL SHUT UP, this morning.
Is it any wonder you can't decide who'll be in the lead, today? It's because we're all coming with you. This place hasn't been your home for at least a year, now, has it?
No. It's just been a place. I haven't felt like I belong here.
Well, now you're going to make a place where you belong. One that has room for all of us.
And someday... hopefully ...
ALL OF US, I said.
*ducks* Okay, okay. I just ...
Worry about that, later. You have enough things to move, today. You can leave the fear here when you go. Stuff it in some box and leave it behind, forgotten. Isn't that what this is about?
I don't think I can fit it all in one box, Paul.
The little fears, then. The ones that shouldn't even exist. Before you leave, take a moment. Put them all into something you aren't taking with you and that they'll likely throw away.
I'll still have the big ones.
She told you it's alright to be afraid. It doesn't necessarily mean the fear is founded. Or that it's true. It's just alright.
S'like Jackson Browne said. It keeps you runnin'.
... Random Nine is random.
But he's right.
I guess so.
Now. Go do what you've been waiting to do for five years. It's finally time. Don't be afraid to step up and claim something good. You've earned this. ANd if neither of them will say it, I will: congratulations.
muse conversation,
paul,
nine