3300 of the loneliest and most isolated miles later, I've realized a few things. First, I'm an idiot. Second, it's tough to say goodbye to a big part of your life; even tougher to say goodbye to more than one big part in a short span of time. And third, I'm an idiot.
Being home for Thanksgiving was a nice change from recent years and getting to see the niece and nephew was great, but the before and after parts of the trip really sucked. Feeling hope dissolve into despair isn't something I relish and not getting to see people I really wanted to only made it worse. Now imagine one of those things happening twice before and four times after Thanksgiving and you'll start to get a handle on my trip. Add injury to that and you'll be getting closer. A lot of blood later from a cut over the eye and having the skin ripped off of two knuckles and that tree was destined for the burn pile. Funny how you don't feel pain when you're hurting.
I did manage to find that warm beach I was looking for, but it wasn't as fulfilling as I had hoped with a broken heart and a soul as empty as the beach.
On a good note, I also discovered that there are still a few good, compassionate soles out there. I had the privilege to meet one on three seperate occasions on my journey. It's pleasantly surprising how they turn up when you least expect them, but need them most. Though they won't see this, a big tip o' the hat to Jodene, Shy and Rosie, for being there and taking the time to give a damn.
Anyway, tomorrow is a new day. I'll catch up on comments then but for now, know that I'm back, for whatever it's worth, and back with a vengeance. More TeamRockstar adventures on Thursday and I'll keep you informed! (URL insert isn't working... damned new layout: http://www.teamrockstarimages.com ) Hope everyone has been safe and happy while I've been away and that life deals you nothing but wonderful surprises!
Being home for Thanksgiving was a nice change from recent years and getting to see the niece and nephew was great, but the before and after parts of the trip really sucked. Feeling hope dissolve into despair isn't something I relish and not getting to see people I really wanted to only made it worse. Now imagine one of those things happening twice before and four times after Thanksgiving and you'll start to get a handle on my trip. Add injury to that and you'll be getting closer. A lot of blood later from a cut over the eye and having the skin ripped off of two knuckles and that tree was destined for the burn pile. Funny how you don't feel pain when you're hurting.
I did manage to find that warm beach I was looking for, but it wasn't as fulfilling as I had hoped with a broken heart and a soul as empty as the beach.
On a good note, I also discovered that there are still a few good, compassionate soles out there. I had the privilege to meet one on three seperate occasions on my journey. It's pleasantly surprising how they turn up when you least expect them, but need them most. Though they won't see this, a big tip o' the hat to Jodene, Shy and Rosie, for being there and taking the time to give a damn.
Anyway, tomorrow is a new day. I'll catch up on comments then but for now, know that I'm back, for whatever it's worth, and back with a vengeance. More TeamRockstar adventures on Thursday and I'll keep you informed! (URL insert isn't working... damned new layout: http://www.teamrockstarimages.com ) Hope everyone has been safe and happy while I've been away and that life deals you nothing but wonderful surprises!
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poppy:
you rule! thanks for making sure no one random saw my vagina during my set..xo i hope things are a little better
acidflesh:
*pokes* I haven't heard from ya lately mate.. are we having fun yet?