Listen, I ain't no hero-- that's understood...

Tuesday, November 21, 2006


Listen, I ain't no hero-- that's understood...
Current mood: complacent
Category: Life

[She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin...]

My emotions are as inconsistant--and, at times, even ambiguous-- as a curious 12 year old. Today my hope was found through root beer floats and blatant honesty. The laughter that reverberates daily throughout this house helped, as well. Having kids around is a powerful remedy to the dark forces that lurk inside the over-analytical mind. Their innocence is uplifting; their honesty is refreshing; their silliness is adorable; their constant willingness to give hugs is altogether wonderful.

I have come to realize [once again] that there are times when it is best to allow yourself simply to be. I know this is what my closest friends have been trying to tell me all along; you know by now, however, that I never listen-- I only learn through trial and error. [All too often that there are more errors than trials.]

I've finally begun again. It seems as though my last beginning were much too long ago; as I look back through the documentation of my life, I realize that it was relatively recent. The chapters might be short, but they are indeed of the utmost importance.

Have a little faith, there's magic in the night... You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're alright... and that's alright with me...

I have come to terms with Me again. [Hi... I'm back.] You heard it correctly; I like Me. Myself and I have not quite reached the same level of friendship as before-- I am still ironing out the kinks in the area of trust-- but the road is clear and laid out ahead.

I know that I am far from perfect.
I know that my body could use a great deal of work.
I know that I get attached much too easily.
I know, however, that anyone I get attached to would be damn lucky to have someone like me on their side.
I know that I have a great intellectual capacity.
I know, also, that it does not equate wisdom...

And I am here, enjoying the pleasure of my own company and wondering what tomorrow will bring. No longer do I look toward my future-- or back at my past-- with a grimace. The past has made me who I am, so it could not have been that terrible [especially since I survived]. The future is mine to shape, and I know that it will be pretty damn amazing.

Anyone who wishes to join me, may. After all-- I'm just along for the ride, myself...