Relationships happen in the blink of an eye. One day I'm alone and the next I'm surrounded. One day lonely, the next, intimate. They happen best when not looked for or forced. Whenever I've tried to make them happen things don't usually turn out to well. (Oh, side note; I am a master of understatement!). What makes them so hard? Two words; expectations and fear. I expect things of you and fear you won't fulfill them. Leaving me empty. I use to fear being empty until I learned to fill my own emptiness with self. Not prideful or self-righteous self. Just, well, me. I was so lost from me I didn't even know I was. I can't really say I'm anymore "found" now. I just know I'm on the road, looking for me. Giving me direction, "I may not know where I am, but I do know where I'm going". Yes, "thata way"!
Catch Ya'll on the flip side.
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