It is Saturday and all is well and seems to be getting back to normal. My little guy had to go into the hospital and he is now out wanting to eat everything and be a little more active. I am glad that he is home b/c I hate it when he is sick. He cried and cried and was so scared to get his IV. I just finished cleaning his room and now I have the rest of the ouse to tackle...I am so far behind...anyone want to to come over and help...I PROMISE IT WILL BE FUN!!! EXCITEMENT IN EVERY ROOM!
I was thinking about how fragile a heart is and how much it hurts when it breaks...it is kind of like glass or maybe crystal... it can be beautiful when it shatters.
To shatter or be shattered that is the question?
Then snow outside is coming down at a steady rate and I am wondering why I resist the desire to change what I cant stand. I am not even in my comfort zone but I still cant even imagine being comfortable....I want my daydreams to come true and wouldnt even begin to slow my breathing if the images of what I rubbed my magic button to actually became a reality...but I will sit here in my sureal delusions of what life would be life if I just put myself out there once....
I should probably just hide in the garage and smoke a joint and power clean my house and forget all of this shit.
I will get back to all of those who have wrote and sent private messages tonight or tomorrow...I OWE someone a huge response and and a big thank you for the begining of thier life story (it was great).
Have a great Saturday night....
I was thinking about how fragile a heart is and how much it hurts when it breaks...it is kind of like glass or maybe crystal... it can be beautiful when it shatters.
To shatter or be shattered that is the question?
Then snow outside is coming down at a steady rate and I am wondering why I resist the desire to change what I cant stand. I am not even in my comfort zone but I still cant even imagine being comfortable....I want my daydreams to come true and wouldnt even begin to slow my breathing if the images of what I rubbed my magic button to actually became a reality...but I will sit here in my sureal delusions of what life would be life if I just put myself out there once....
I should probably just hide in the garage and smoke a joint and power clean my house and forget all of this shit.
I will get back to all of those who have wrote and sent private messages tonight or tomorrow...I OWE someone a huge response and and a big thank you for the begining of thier life story (it was great).
Have a great Saturday night....

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Both can be equally painful. Shattering anything is never good. There are too many pieces to put back together. Usually things that are shattered stay shattered... there just isn't enough glue!
Hope your kiddo is on the road to recovery...
and take care of yourself too, Mom!
Gray
cleaning? evil concept. I'm waiting for my gnomes or whatever those things are to move in and take care of it myself. plus I'm too damn busy to clean!
as for a heart being shattered or shattering, it sucks. in all honesty, the "L" word is one of the most dangerous things out there if you ask me. you let someone inside those walls you carefully built up your entire life to protect yourself. for some odd reason, perhaps a look or a word. you give them all this power. and you hope they don't turn around and crush everything you are and ever hope to be in an instant, because they are through your walls and barriers.
okay, so I've been burned one too many times, and have developed a most cynical outlook on life and relationships and everything. some people find happiness, peace, contentment, and what they always wanted in a relationship. I consider them lucky bastards. for the rest of us, I guess its one day at a time, one moment in life, to see what the next will bring.
as for your dreams and putting yourself out there, you never know until you try. and why would someone ever give up on their dreams, hopes, and aspirations? you ask me, that is when things stop for that person. when they stop dreaming. and hoping. and taking that chance, walking that line, stepping out into the unknown, and see what will happen next!
sorry if things seem discombobulated, I'm currently getting my butt kicked by a paper that shouldn't be this hard!