bermuda triangled
The dim lights hide the years on all the faded girls.
I got at least three different invitations today, I chose to invite myself to this one instead. It made me miss yoga by 15 minutes, still it wasn't a waste, I can always go tomorrow. We were telling stories, with exhibits, big words, lots of laughter. I felt like I was talking to myself, only several years older, and it's not a bad thing. Made me think of myself in the future, taking on a new challenge, still giddy with excitement. Made me feel tired for having gone out every day this past week and only getting to experience this now. Sad but no need to tear up for it's all about next steps. I wish I won't ever have to settle again. But all I know is the universe has its way of showing you how small it is, how amiable it is. Parallel universes exist and it can just happen one day, you're sitting across a person you completely understand and who completely understands you, and there's that feeling of wanting to know what will happen next, at the same time knowing that where you are isn't such a bad place after all.
