In time, everything falls apart. The things you have and the things you thought you had. They all have to come tumbling down. This truth isn't meant to harm us or leave us in the dirt that is our perceived failure. It's meant to make room for the new. As a being, I personally thrive on the constant changes (as much as I wish not to admit it). I feel that we all have a little longing for the same. We were never meant to have the same thing for any long period of time, as nice as it may be.
Let there be room for new things, experiences, places, and people. Each and every moment means something if you make it so. People are meant to change each other. He'll always win if he fights to, but until then I want to be happy. New people//new places//new experiences; they make me happy.
"Don't frown. You never know who might fall in love with your smile."
Life here is becoming more and more like a dream I never want to wake from. I love the "rustic" style home and the overall lifestyle of this area. This life is nothing like I ever could have imagined. I certainly never imagine falling in love with everything I have here. Leaving is going to be much, much harder than anticipated. I don't look forward to that day. The plane ride will be a cold and lonely experience.
For now, I will focus on the things I have and not a thing more. I have a wonderful "job." I'm surrounded by amazing people. I've found my niche. It's comfortable and heart warming. It's everything I want in my hands as I feel myself being stalked by a thief waiting to tear it away.
It stormed yesterday. I missed the rain. When I sit on the porch, the rain falls in a drip drop fashion because we don't have gutters. It's absolutely gorgeous to watch... I wish technology could somehow show you what I see. There was a sunset that would leave anyone breathless. The natural world I am currently surrounded by is not one I wish to soon forget.
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