You're the purple light of a summer night in Spain
- Cole Porter
*
it's so clear that the only way I'll survive is to recognize that everything is just unfolding by chance and I can't do anything about it. I may be in the right place at the right time and feel like my life is just falling into place... or not.
And if it's REALLY by chance... then I guess I can count on it going my way roughly 50% of the time. So then ultimately, my happiness depends on my ability to just roll with what happens the rest of the time.
oh! a weekend with some old friends and watching the beginnings of a new [healthy! for once! for real! they exist!] relationship, the ohsocasual link of fingers in public. the way every new facet of a personality is exciting.
it just confirmed the better space that i'm in right now... i am so optimistic and excited about all the people i will meet and learn from and laugh with and kiss (more than likely different people... but sometimes the same ones). And all the good times that are to come. it's nice to have my self back. Not a moment too soon.
8:07 a.m. - 2005-07-11
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