A Thought During the Holidays

Awe

I finally found a book I couldn't put down. Books of that kind are always hard to come by.

One passage in particular really spoke to me:

"That's what we do, we humans. We slow down at accidents. We buy outrageously priced tickets to watch athletes, singers, dancers in their prime. We fly to exotic locales. We squint at museum paintings. We move toward majesty, toward anything that makes us feel big. Anything that makes us feel small. Anything that reminds us we're alive. We humans flock towards awe."

-Delta Girls by Gayle Brandeis

Too Many Times

Too many times I've been held back by this belief.

Just for today

It may make sense or be the right thing to forget about somebody---but most of the time I can't help but remember.

Worry Stone

Have you ever heard of a worry stone? They are these polished rocks with an indent about the size of a thumb print. What do you do with them? You hold them, and rub the indent with your thumb--supposedly rubbing away your worries.

I wouldn't exactly take stock in a worry stone, but right  now I feel like my brain is currently set on worrying about money when it doesn't have anything else to do. Which is why I'm not asleep right now.

I need to get a job. I WANT to get a job--I want the decency and independence of it. It's just that the first step is always the hardest.

Just in case you have no idea what I'm talking about, here's one:

Sorry it's not too pretty to look at. But then again, worrying isn't a very pretty activity altogether. 

Masterful

Hey there. So if you ever need someone who is REALLY good at getting A-'s, gimme a call.
God, I can't stand that all that work came close to perfection, but not really.

The Right Guy At The Wrong Time

Have you ever stumbled upon someone who in that moment, seems to be everything you are asking for?

Your stomach flips, you hang onto their every word, and you relish the private jokes you have with each other. There are moments you are with this person and you wonder, if your life became still then, that would be fine by you.
Then there creep in the reasons why entertaining the very possibility is laughable.

There is geographical distance. There may even be whole oceans in between, and you're pretty sure this relationship can't swim.

There are the emotional barriers. Maybe you are both on irrevocably different walks of life. You occupy totally different levels of existence, and can only survive in the other realm for a short while.
You may want different things. You may have different priorities. You may be totally different people.

But there is no denying that there is something there, something that feels right. And you begin to wonder that maybe you are supposed to take the crazy leap into disarray, and invest in the irrationality of it all.

I've felt this way twice. I venture to say it will happen to me again. Which makes me wonder if life is really all about those missed connections, the longing look that you know you are going to walk by.

There are people who come into our lives that aren't mean to be ours, but serve to remind us that there is someone who eventually could be. They serve to break us down a bit, but to also give us a taste of passion, so we are hungry for it.

And so we wait. We continue to live our lives, bumping into each other until we run into someone we just can't let go.

Harry and Hermione

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