This blog will be a selection of some of my journal entries I have been making.
Sept 13th
Today was a perfect day for the stars to come out in force. We had a huge rain storm last night until early this morning and whenever that happens it stays clear for a couple days and tonight was no expection. The stars look amazing; like snowflakes stuck in time. The sky looked like Jackson Pollack took white paint to a giant piece of black felt. Truly a place where the streets have and need no name. The most astounding effect it had on me aside from not having to use my flashlight to get home was the sense of understanding. Understanding of my flawed thoughts on relationships and love. I thought love only could be found when you applied for AARP and relationships were antiquated and always ended. But sitting under these stars, absorbing each morsel of romance that dripped from the sky, I understood. These moments you live for, but live to share with someone. What good is life if everyday you live it you have no one to share it with. Each tear, smile. and shooting star. Love is when two friends know that their lives will be devoted to making one another smile. Love is when two people sacrifice themselves to create the singular entity of a couple. It took me 23 years of one night stands, relationship rules, and broken hearts, mine included, to see this. Love is not a fairy tale hidden sparsely in the wind swept never never land. Love is here and now, it is sharing moments of our lives with those who genuinely care. Marriage is legal, love is eternal. They say it grows with time and I agree. I see love like the stars something everyday, but one day you look and something new is looking back at you. Its cast complicated and on the surface the same across the board. But deep down love varies and with each person it burns different. I know now that love is not a prancing unicorn, love is the common animal, hidden within normalcy but each holding its own unique beauty.
Haddaway asked What Is Love
The Beatles proclaimed All you need is Love
Robert Palmer taught us how to be Addicted to Love
but I think sublime said it best when they said....love is all I got.
