ba baa, ba baa, this is the sound of settling...
I had forgotten how much I love this song. It just makes me want to get out my lighter, close my eyes, and sway.
It's been a while since I've been to a really great concert.
I had the strangest dream the other night. A man who didn't even know me wanted to marry me. He was pretty persistent, and he even had the madre convinced that I should just do it. And y'know what? I almost did. I even put on the beautiful white gown he delivered to my door and walked down the aisle of my home church, so beautifully decorated with lilies and with the sunlight pouring through the windows. I walked up to him, this man I didn't know, and only when I reached the alter did I realize what a big mistake I was making. It was so liberating. I turned around, walked calmly back down the aisle and out of the church into the sunshine. I woke up right after that.
I'm sure there's a lesson to be learned from that dream about not settling. I have no fear of that, however.
My worst fear isn't winding up with the wrong person. I'm more afraid of winding up with the right person and then having him leave me. The logical part of me says that the "right person," by definition, wouldn't leave. But I digress.
I can't expound on this any more tonight. I've spent ten minutes staring at my computer screen, trying to find the right words that would make you say "Yes, Jenny, I know precisely what you are speaking of."
However...I'd rather you take away your own conclusions, not mine.
After all, every one of us is looking through a glass darkly.
It's been a while since I've been to a really great concert.
I had the strangest dream the other night. A man who didn't even know me wanted to marry me. He was pretty persistent, and he even had the madre convinced that I should just do it. And y'know what? I almost did. I even put on the beautiful white gown he delivered to my door and walked down the aisle of my home church, so beautifully decorated with lilies and with the sunlight pouring through the windows. I walked up to him, this man I didn't know, and only when I reached the alter did I realize what a big mistake I was making. It was so liberating. I turned around, walked calmly back down the aisle and out of the church into the sunshine. I woke up right after that.
I'm sure there's a lesson to be learned from that dream about not settling. I have no fear of that, however.
My worst fear isn't winding up with the wrong person. I'm more afraid of winding up with the right person and then having him leave me. The logical part of me says that the "right person," by definition, wouldn't leave. But I digress.
I can't expound on this any more tonight. I've spent ten minutes staring at my computer screen, trying to find the right words that would make you say "Yes, Jenny, I know precisely what you are speaking of."
However...I'd rather you take away your own conclusions, not mine.
After all, every one of us is looking through a glass darkly.