I love the rain, not because is makes me happy. I love the rain because it doesn't expect me to be.
It's like that old friend who knows you're more a misfit than a miss and only loves you more for it. Is it bad to start and end a sentence with "it?"
I've come to realize that life is all about balance. A balance which I am completely unable to find, in every aspect. There are tiny moments where I feel like I have a breakthrough, where all of my spinning plates are up at once and for one glorious millisecond, I'm actually who I think I'm meant to be.
The trouble is, they always come crashing immediately down and it takes a significant amount of time to clean up all of the damage and save enough money to then buy more plates. I realize this turned out to be a very weak metaphor.
It's just, risks. You're supposed to take them so you don't have any regrets. But what if I take a risk that I end up regretting?
WHAT THEN.
This was way too damn many pictures of blossoms and I apologize.
Enjoying lately:
false. there are not enough pictures of blossoms! soo beautiful!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous pictures <3
ReplyDelete- Ellie
For reals though. GORGEOUS!
ReplyDeleteThere are not too many pictures Meg... and I know what you mean... no one is perfect and has it all together... we just keep working at it, being our best selves... xox
ReplyDeleteI think the same thing about taking risks so I don't regret it but some of them I have regretted taking them... ..
This reads like a prose-poem, or a song. It's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIt made me smile that you talk of risks and then show photos of blossoms, it made me think of Anais Nin and that famous quote, I can't remember the words exactly, I hope you know the one.