(Ra)2 + (ah)3 + (Roma)2(ma) + (ga)2 + ooh + (la)2
I used to write about bad romance, now I just write about the state of my heart.
Have you thought of how your splenic (Malphigian Corpuscle) thoughts seem strangely apt, or perhaps a strange foreshadowing of the recent family revelation? I know the feeling everyday that what I "want" to do will take time, yet I cannot see over or around the mountain of time and effort I see before me. The uncertainty alone, if I think to hard about it, makes me shudder. I am determined, or perhaps just stubborn, to keep moving forward to the possible future(s) that I may never see, but feel are a possibility in the fog to find some day. I ask myself,"Is it a destination, or just a sense of self and peace that I hope to find?" Perhaps I will make time to have a little fun along the way. Hope that the intersections I have with friends, family, strangers will add to the fabric of me.
For some things, the alternative is to give up.Don't give up.
@MikeOdd, that was beautifully-put. I feel like the way you just worded that would be a thoughtful piece by itself.@ElGuap: I don't know how to give up. :)
Giving up and letting go are different things... and somehow, sometimes, you absolutely need to do either one or the other.Love,