*drum roll please*....radia has returned.
today my heart moved to arizona...
the boy drove off into the sunset.
i didn't shed a tear (i am so proud). not because i wasn't sad or i won't miss him terribly but because, as i told him...i am happy for him, he is doing something he really wants to do, something that makes him happy and that makes me happy. i won't be selfish and grieve while he is in my arms. i wanted this to be a beautiful parting, not sad and tearing. i have a feeling we have only just begun. besides, he's coming back in 3 weeks
. we have something extra special here, distance will either make it or break it. i feel very close to him, he is becoming one of my best friends. he's one of the very few people who share my sense of humor. actually, we are very much alike, in so many ways and the differences are only complimentary.
yes, i am totally, without a doubt, 100% smitten with that boy...and i think he might be fond of me as well
so, sorry i have been stuck on stupid. i just wanted to spend every moment i could absorbing the human who snatched my beating heart right out of my chest. i know i have been neglectful and short and for that i am sorry. i truly do love you all so much for the love and patience you have shown. my friends list rules!!!
which reminds me....should we have t-shirts and stickers made up to say:
"Suicide Girls, my friends list can kick your friends list's ass"
ok kids, be prepared, rad is back in SG town
today my heart moved to arizona...
the boy drove off into the sunset.
i didn't shed a tear (i am so proud). not because i wasn't sad or i won't miss him terribly but because, as i told him...i am happy for him, he is doing something he really wants to do, something that makes him happy and that makes me happy. i won't be selfish and grieve while he is in my arms. i wanted this to be a beautiful parting, not sad and tearing. i have a feeling we have only just begun. besides, he's coming back in 3 weeks
. we have something extra special here, distance will either make it or break it. i feel very close to him, he is becoming one of my best friends. he's one of the very few people who share my sense of humor. actually, we are very much alike, in so many ways and the differences are only complimentary.
yes, i am totally, without a doubt, 100% smitten with that boy...and i think he might be fond of me as well
so, sorry i have been stuck on stupid. i just wanted to spend every moment i could absorbing the human who snatched my beating heart right out of my chest. i know i have been neglectful and short and for that i am sorry. i truly do love you all so much for the love and patience you have shown. my friends list rules!!!
which reminds me....should we have t-shirts and stickers made up to say:
"Suicide Girls, my friends list can kick your friends list's ass"
ok kids, be prepared, rad is back in SG town
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William Meredith
The approach of a mans life out of the past is history, and the approach of time out of the future is mystery. Their meeting is the present, and it is consciousness, the only time life is alive. The endless wonder of this meeting is what causes the mind, in its inward liberty of a frozen morning, to turn back and question and remember. The world is full of places. Why is it that I am here?
The Long Legged House, Wendell Berry
Spared by a car-or airplane-crash or
cured of malignancy, people look
around with new eyes at a newly
praiseworthy world, blinking eyes like these.
For I have been brought back again from the
fine silt, the mud where our atoms lie
down for long naps. And Ive also been
pardoned miraculously for years
by the lava of chance which runs down
the worlds gullies, silting us back.
Here I am, brought back, set up, not yet
happened anyway.
But its not this random
life only, throwing its sensual
astonishments upside down on
bloody membranes behind my eyeballs,
not just me being here again, old
needer, looking for someone to need,
but you, up from the clay yourself,
as luck would have it, and inching
over the same little segment of earth-
ball, in the same little eon, to
meet in a room, alive in our skins,
and the whole galaxy gapping there
and the centuries whining like gnats
you, to teach me to see it, to see
it with you, and to offer somebody
uncomprehending, impudent thanks.
we are thinking of you---thought this might at least raise a dry-lipped smile across the oceans of your face...