Monday, October 4, 2010

The awakening...

There are some things that cannot be cured, because the wound was so intense, the scar lingers every so slightly for eternity. Then there are those which heal too soon, and we can't help but wonder why we're so oblivious and content. I know where I need to go, I'm just not sure what to do when I get there. I know what I have to say, I'm just not sure I can handle the reaction. I know what I saw, I just don't have the courage to tell...

The first day was a blur, but a fantastic blur. It was all I thought it would be, but really nothing like it. It's daunting, feeling like a grown up. Feeling like you're starting to live the dream you've been having for as long as you can remember. I never felt like this before, there's so many things I'm still not sure of, so many things I want to change. But at least I'm nearly certain I'm on the right path this time. I might fail, and I'm certain at one point I will, yet as much as it scares me, I know there's nowhere else I'd rather fail, there's nowhere else I'd rather watch my reality unfold...

It's too soon to tell. But I think I might be happy here. I need to be happy here. If not, I don't think there's anywhere else for me to go. I could use your advice right about now, or just a few words of encouragement, or just simply your presence. Is it too much to ask, for the universe to give me a sign? To give us all one. That what we're doing, that who we are, is what we're ultimately meant to become...