Walking Alone
I've come to a decision. I've made a choice. I don't intend to look back. I'm a different person now. Things are different now. Things will work out some how. And I'm filled with an overwhelming sense of optimism. I know me, and I love me. There are different kinds of joy. Some make you smile on the outside and clap your hands, sing and feel like dancing. This is not that. Its more like the solemn joy Suja talked about so long ago. The one that has no place in the outside world. It is wholly and completely mine.
And as I grow up. I learn that there are somethings that just belong to me, alone. And no matter how good they are, and no matter how much I try to share them, its not something that can be translated into words or emotions.
And as I grow up. I learn that there are somethings that just belong to me, alone. And no matter how good they are, and no matter how much I try to share them, its not something that can be translated into words or emotions.
Labels: this vacation is in my soul
posted by Seython at 2:58 pm
1 Comments:
This is probably why very few people see the humor in my posts. Its there, just not very obvious and not very funny all the time.
Some people would think this is sad. But I'm pretty happy right now. And this is the kind of happy that doesn't make me feel sad.
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