Sometimes, I laugh at fate. Not very loudly, and never obviously - but I still laugh. Because it's so unpredictable and yet so apparent.
I left last weekend to run away from the world. I ran to Sin City and found no comfort in the lights. So, I kept driving to see Mable, wanting to indulge my selfishness. Fate gave me no such thing. I Instead, I was given communication, hope, and a circle of friends capable of keeping me from feeling alone in a big problem. And it was exactly what I needed.
Two speeding tickets later and I was home again - surrounded by all the turmoil of everything that drove me to Utah on Wednesday. Sunday night, amidst tears and exhaustion, I walked out on my balcony to tell the universe exactly what I wanted.
I got none of it. Instead, I was given communication, hope, and a circle of friends capable of keeping me from feeling alone amidst several big problems.
And it was exactly what I needed. I feel righted again. Communication that was blocked has restarted. I feel validated for wrongs, forgiven for errors, and free from guilt.
I'm okay.
Finally.
6 comments:
So then, no nunnery?
That's cool, I guess. Glad you're OK.
Even with no details, it sounds wonderful. Validation, freedom from guilt, chocolate ice cream, everything a girl could want.
Did somebody mention ice cream?
Yeah fate has it strange ways :> Good to know you are ok :)
have you tried running or swimming 'til you're extremely tired?
i'm glad you feel better :)
Yes, RaJ, I mentioned ice cream. It seemed fitting.
Got a problem with that?
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