| maybe Peter Pan does grow up after all... |
[04 Jan 2004|08:04am] |
I am learning that sometimes people do things that don't make any sense, because it seemed like a good idea at the time. Lastnight is a textbook example of this. I just hope that my decisions don't come back to haunt me, (in the myraid of ways that they potentially could.)
As much as I hate to censor myself, being that this is a public journal, I have to be somewhat selective about the information I post here. I try to be respectful of other people's privacy, (and I do try to keep a little for myself as well,) and so although it may sometimes seem cryptic, it's just better not to always spell everything out here. However, the words deliriously happy come to mind ...
I've learned that in love there is no such thing as perfection. With the right person, however, you can come pretty damn close. I've also learned that it does not just come to you when you ask for it. It's very sneaky like that. It hides behind trees and in movie theaters and the dark corners of life, and when you're least expecting it, it jumps out and scares the sh!t out of you!
Lust is an alltogether different animal, and one that has me by the throat right now. More persistant than love, and no less sympathetic. In truth, it is just another doorway into the human heart. You open the door, fall off a cliff and hope you land without breaking something. I am happily in the fall right now, hoping I never land.
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