the email...
So, I sent myself that email. It was bittersweet. The subject was about being glad that I had gotten my ducks in a row. The body mentioned being happy that Beth and I had stuck it out. Glad I put behind all the things that held me back.
Well, the last 2 things are a contradiction. I have those ducks in a row, for sure. Beth and I (against my friends' recommendations) weathered the breakup and remained friends. Until recently. But, she was so much a part of what had held me back. Since we are no longer friends, I catch myself missing her for a moment. Then I play out what would happen with her if we had talked, and I don't miss it at all. I rejoice. Such sweet sorrow. It's true. Except for the sorow part. I guess I have finally relinquished her to the void. Aaaah.
Some people from NAXJA have been steered here, and I am sure they are pondering all things in existence right now. I have even been emailed that someone is more than a little freaked out. Well, let me read your diary! I am sure I Would be alittle freaked out. The shit thing is, most people aren't equipped to deal with reality. It's too odd. "When the going gets weird, the werid go pro." Who said that?
So to all of you who are in that predicament, a few things spring to mind. Don't get out fo the boat if you can't swim with the big fish. And...Pass me the bug spray, so I can spray your feet so the ants don't crawl up and bite you on your candy ass.
Smeg off. I write becaue I like to. Read for the same reason. If this ain't it, find something that is. But don't rag on me because you can't deal with my writing. Sheesh, amateurs.
-Rich
Well, the last 2 things are a contradiction. I have those ducks in a row, for sure. Beth and I (against my friends' recommendations) weathered the breakup and remained friends. Until recently. But, she was so much a part of what had held me back. Since we are no longer friends, I catch myself missing her for a moment. Then I play out what would happen with her if we had talked, and I don't miss it at all. I rejoice. Such sweet sorrow. It's true. Except for the sorow part. I guess I have finally relinquished her to the void. Aaaah.
Some people from NAXJA have been steered here, and I am sure they are pondering all things in existence right now. I have even been emailed that someone is more than a little freaked out. Well, let me read your diary! I am sure I Would be alittle freaked out. The shit thing is, most people aren't equipped to deal with reality. It's too odd. "When the going gets weird, the werid go pro." Who said that?
So to all of you who are in that predicament, a few things spring to mind. Don't get out fo the boat if you can't swim with the big fish. And...Pass me the bug spray, so I can spray your feet so the ants don't crawl up and bite you on your candy ass.
Smeg off. I write becaue I like to. Read for the same reason. If this ain't it, find something that is. But don't rag on me because you can't deal with my writing. Sheesh, amateurs.
-Rich
posted by Rich at 12/29/2005 08:47:00 PM
1 Comments:
You tell em Sweetheart! Im glad that I now have the balls enough to tell people that instead of letting them talk me into censoring myself..my blog my life..you think the world is different start your own blog is what I tell them. Ahh the world thru our sadist eyes..
So are you gonna tell me what I said to you the other day that derailed anything you were thinking the other day?
**KISSES**
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