[poetic] Frosted morning

[tsumik]

It's all a bit covered today. The first real sign that it's winter to me. Where those things that have not died and turned brown have taken a edged dusting of sparkling frost. This year has been hard on me and has gone by so incedibly fast. I have been actively single for over a year now and can only wonder where the time has slipped away too.

Deep down today I'm a little sad but on the edges happily content. I've enjoyed a lot of life and don't see an end to my adventures. I realized this week that I just want to be me and the opinions and thoughts of others need to guide me less then they have. I've seen how being too content has allowed me to be lazy. I've forgotten why I push myself to crazy extremes. I've let my dreams get soft and attempted to pile on other people and their beliefs.

I have allowed myself to forget who I truly am. I'm a dreamer through and through. I believe in the impossible and the faintly imaginary. Spoonfuls of too much reality has made me sluggish and heavy.

This post wasn't for anyone else. It may seem this airy rambling nonsense. I just left this for me to bookmark this feeling to remember someday later.

Comments

[anmorales.livejournal.com]

It is a pretty picture!

[mooneyshine.livejournal.com]

Beautiful picture (as always)...

I'd comment more, but this post is just for you. Just know that the feelings you're having are more common than you might expect.

Wishing you a happy day.

[angiebear.livejournal.com]

beautiful. <3