January 2012
2011 was a year of firsts, ends, and beginnings. Like I always say: to bigger and better things, this time for 2012. LET’S DO THIS! ★
—me
if only rainy days really looked like this.
Falling in love and being in a relationship are two very different things.
Perhaps there is such a thing as too young to pick someone. No money, no career, no general direction in life — maybe that requires some soul searching alone. But even if we wanted to strike an age bracket from the “marriage material” list, does that still justify us spending our twenties in a perpetual state of turning down commitment because we want to have “fun,” and can’t see ourselves really having it with someone else — even someone who loves us unconditionally?
It may be scary, but so are most big decisions in life. I want to embrace that person who is meant for me because of who they are, not how old I am on our first date. I never want to say to someone, “You’re perfect, but wait here for about 2.5 years. Don’t change a thing, I’ll be back soon — I promise.”
When in doubt, don’t.
I’ve already told you: the only way to a woman’s heart is along the path of torment. I know none other as sure.
Sharing Poetry: Robert Frost, "Acquainted with the Night"
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.I have stood still and stopped the sound…
