I have been scarce, I know. There’s a lot going on. Work-wise and personally. I’m trying to wade my way through all the crap….
I long for the days when I was carefree….Heck, I was never carefree! lol
This post was prompted by Madmom’s culling spree….
Last night This morning (while besieged by yet another bout of insomnia) I was thinking of my life and how far I’ve come. Or not.
The people who’ve touched my life
And the ones who pissed me off. The ones I’ve culled. Friends. Family.
Now I am left with a mere handful
Is this truly what I want? Am I happy. Satisfied? Why am I not laughing more than I used to. Why do I feel …discontent? That I’m missing something?
I have but a few people in my circle. Whom I dearly adore. Around whom I am truly myself.
Who look beyond the obvious. Who reach beyond the thorns.
Am I happy now that I’ve purged all the dead wood?
I’m supposed to be.
But there are some major changes looming ahead
It makes me wonder if I should reach out and mend bridges
But at what cost? Why did I distance myself from them in the first place? Surely I was justified?
I find myself replaying the scenes over and over. Now I’m exhausted. I’m chasing my tail.
I should just stop….HAH! I wish!
Too many questions…..