it's been a while since. standard deviations to the *happyNess-mean*. sub-concious never fails to suprise me. wishEd it was half as funny as the abOve dOoodles. it wasn't. eM still trying to recover what I've wasted on dreaming without believing, on believing without proof.
but here comes the BIG BUTs. It does hurt to look back, which makes it awfully scary to look ahead but in hope when em finally able to have the courage to take a look who's beside, you'll be there.
Cuz, at some point, i'll have to risk it. Boundaries don't keep other people out nor can it reign in one's heart. Rather, they eventually fence you in. In its simplicity; life is messy. That's how we're made. So, I can either waste our lives drawing lines. Or I can live mine crossing them.
C'ést fait.
