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[07 Nov 2005|07:40pm] |
There comes a time when an orange must fall from its tree and make its own.
I've ripened, and it's time for me to move on.
My fellow oranges, yes, I have taken some of you off my list, but that does not mean you cannot call down to me.
Caleida was awesome, but I can't wait to see what the sweet, moist, fertile ground brings.
Mind the rocks when coming down.
Edit, the next evening . . .
A lot of you seem to be confused. I guess I'm making peace with my uncertainty of this journal. I don't know if I'll update here. I don't know if I'll stay here. I'll still read some of your journals. I'll still comment. But I think that right now, it's the end of my updates at this space.
It's ending on a good note, though.
New clothes, new look, new confidence. Job interviews, good news from my family, and old friends accepting apologies. Settling into an old (but new) home, and my life continuing on. Shedding old baggage, being guilt-free, and really just not having to care anymore. About any of it.
Lyle getting an amazing job. Security. Lyle himself. Lyle's eyes, Lyle's hands, Lyle's mind... Enough of that, you get the point. :) Interesting people reading my LJ writings. Magazine interviews, inspiration, and fall weather. Success! Feeling at home in my own skin. Love that means more than you'll ever feel. Being alright with the end.
the last johnny. 19 years in 11 days. Christmas. The new year. The 3rd year. All of you.
And who knows what else.
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