playing hooky on a quest for a Sumatra pays off...sometimes
sometimes, out of nowhere you meet someone and for no reason you share something that you normally wouldn't tell anyone, because your heart is struggling with it so much. and then that person tells you that they are struggling with the exact same thing and you know that your quest for a white cup with a green circle on it wasn't just a quest for coffee.
it is then that you realize that all the guilt you've been feeling and all the feelings you've been having that you're the only person wretched enough to be feeling these feelings are lies and that there are others out there sharing in the same pain and listening to the same lies.
the heart, it continues to ache. but having someone whose heart also aches to the same drum is such a blessing.
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that's true about almost everything except members of the opposite sex, in which case you secretly resent the other person and plot their emotional demise
wow that was very creepy ryan lawrence.
lol. so did you find your coffee mug?
Are we talking about a completely random person here? Or someone that you know that you ran into at a Starbucks.
Speaking of which, I just happened to be reviewing all my blogs and just noticed the post you made on my Montreal Blog about having finally found it. Lol, you are so weird Lydia :P
You're so po-mo lydia, in a nice way.
ps. I told Jim that you LOVED him and thought that was nice.
whoa Son of man..
i'm po-mo? in a nice way? whatever does that mean??
po-mo???
it was sorta vague and it involved discussion over coffee yet it didn't make me feel sick to my stomach.
Therefore it was nice.
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