I'm not sure where we are. And that's how I like things. At least for the moment. It's good.
I know I need to work. I will do. Revision starts in 2010.
I love my friends. And I suppose, it will come a point, where we will only see each other once a year or less. But there will always be the memories and the history. It's great.
I'm scared. I'm confused. I'm stressed. But I'm also having the time of my life. My mind is filled with the here and now and the now is Christmas.
It's Christmas. It's family. It's suspended reality. It's the small things that matter the most.
I know I need to work. I will do. Revision starts in 2010.
I love my friends. And I suppose, it will come a point, where we will only see each other once a year or less. But there will always be the memories and the history. It's great.
I'm scared. I'm confused. I'm stressed. But I'm also having the time of my life. My mind is filled with the here and now and the now is Christmas.
It's Christmas. It's family. It's suspended reality. It's the small things that matter the most.
I'm happy and healthy and I hope that you are too, because health and happiness are all there's good to wish for. That, and a trip to Paris. But one can dream, eh?
Merry Christmas, everyone.
On the jukebox: A Muppet Christmas Carol ~ It Feels Like Christmas
'I'm not sure where we are. And that's how I like things. It's good'.
ReplyDeleteYou are an amazing woman. I'm a little unsure of where we are, and I just can't stand it, not like this.
Oh, my 'we' should be in italics or surrounded by asterisks i.e. referring to A.N.Other, and not you. That would be weird seeing as how I've never to my knowledge met you! xxx
ReplyDeleteI'm almost a boy, sometimes. You might have the luxury of being more clear of your feelings for the person, perhaps?
ReplyDeleteI don't want to let go. And it's selfish and it's harsh and it's not at all fair to the other person. But I don't want to let go when I don't have something else to hold on to.
I'm probably not a very nice person and that's probably not a very good reason to keep hanging on.
I don't want to let go either, for reasons which I suspect are both the same and wholly different (yes, my feelings are fairly clear), but I don't to lose out by being nice, not this time. So perhaps I'm not being terribly nice either. Here goes...
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