Someone told me recently that when I first moved here, they were afraid to get attached to me, or to bond, because I might turn right around and leave. They implied that because Ive been around for more than a year, its somehow safer now, like I passed some mile marker in my residence and maybe Im going to stick around. Its interesting. I could have left a week after I arrived, exactly as I had planned. But I could still leave. I could still change my mind. I could drop dead before I finish typing this post. All of us will eventually die, and because of that, saying goodbye is absolutely inevitable. It WILL happen. No matter what. But... the idea that I might skip the hello, skip the bonding, skip the attachment and the love and the friendship, so that the goodbye doesnt hurt? Because you might be gone in 5 minutes, 5 days, or 5 years? Not my style. I will LOVE, and care, and give a damn, even though I know it means its going to hurt like hell at some point in the future. I know because its hurt like hell a thousand times already, and its still WORTH IT. Somehow.... What is life without love, and friendship, compassion and curiosity?
Posted on: Sat, 07 Jun 2014 02:17:49 +0000
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