last book i've read: The Friend Who Got Away, edited by two cool ladies
music currently caressing my ears: Feist, still rocks my world. Also Nick Drake, Gym Class Heroes, Lily Allen
general mood: excited about possibilites
quote: "Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning. --Gloria Steinem
and
"The word 'romance,' according to the dictionary, means excitement, adventure, and something extremely real. Romance should last a lifetime." --Billy Graham
In my last entry, I tried to seem like I've moved on. Of course that has not happened even yet, but I'm making leaps and bounds to regaining sanity and happiness. I spend time with people who rock my world. I met a wonderful woman at work, who, after many thoughtful and pointed discussions of love, loss, and beyond, has made me realize the importance of really sticking it through and also of the possibilities that lie ahead. She invited me to outings with her and her friends, which helped me get out of my big lonely house. She also introduced me to an intriguing, charming man who graduated from LU and became a professional jazz musician. A bass player. Interesting where life takes us.
I know that when I think about Wayland, my emotions are still charged with frustration, white hot anger, confusion, and a small part still cares deeply. I know that nothing serious will happen with anyone for a very long time. But the possibilities are there, and I've come a long way from the mopey lethargic sad girl. I've come back into myself, finding strength from within to get past the heartache to knowing life goes on. Time will heal this wound, but I'm also getting off my ass and doing something about it.
I also know that when I think about my future, the possibilites are literally and not just optimistically endless. I could go anywhere: California, West coast, East coast, India, and do anything: find a job, anthropology, Peace Corps, commercial pilot. I am not bound to anyone or any place.


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