I have been horrible about analyzing my feelings in the past... mmm for good reasons I suppose, but at the same time, I definitely hurt myself by doing so. Idono. Where is the line between ignorance and neglect? Am I protecting myself from being hurt or am I doing the right thing by letting things just run their course? How much of my life am I in charge of? God gave us free will, but if God has pre-determined everything in my life, what part of it do I control? Do I control anything or does he just let me go through the steps of making a decision and then in the end make it for me anyhow? So many questions... this is why I try not to think. I hate asking questions that don't have answers. I hate wondering about the unknown because when I finally find out the answer, it'll probably be too late to share my knowledge with any living mortal.
"It is better to know some of the questions than all of the answers."
-- James Thurber
Am I happy? yes... no... yes... no... Why can't I give myself a straight answer? Maybe if I narrow the question: Superficially, am I happy? I'm doing well in school, I enjoy classes, I have friends, I have a boy friend that loves me, I appear healthy, I go out, I'm comfortable with my body, I had a wonderful birthday, I have a sweet dorm, haha! Yes, to the outside world, I am happy. Internally, am I happy? I love and am loved, I eat/sleep enough, I miss my wife and sisters, I wish I was more committed to piano, I am a bad girl friend, I'm having problems being honest with myself, I'm not happy with my current relationship. It has been going down hill for at least a month and a half now. We don't talk much, and when we do, well... and this weekend alone with him was just plain uncomfortable and slightly awkward. It got to the point where I didn't want him to kiss me. I think we were closer before we started dating. I need to talk to him... soon. So, internally... is being half happy possible?
Winter is coming... I need to have shit figured out before winter...
I hate winter.
Damnit I missed class.
Again, this applies (why am I just a lyric whore?):
Well I don't have the answers
can we just sit quietly
let the sound of the rain wash the doubt away
just start over
to hold your hand
to have your fingers in my hair
as I watch your mouth
tell me how you really love this
Oh love
I am not above
the fear of changing
the fear of failing
I am not
a solid rock
sometimes I have trouble
believing in me
believing in me
If I could see through you
everything you see in me
maybe I would cry
maybe I shouldn't try
'cuz no one's perfect
I would like the chance to breathe
to fill my lungs with grace
rest of letting go
I don't have to know all the answers
Oh love
I am not above
the fear of changing
the fear of failing
the fear of leaving
I am not
a solid rock
sometimes I have trouble
believing in me
believing in me
~Keri Noble
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