Sunday, August 3
When I blogged my previous post about 1 week or so ago, I never expected that statement to sound so seriously superficial now.
Someone told me making right choices not just because it appears to be the publicly accepted right choice, but that it comes directly from what you choose to desire. Yes, there IS a choice to your desires.
I'm scared. I'm frightened to death. But I need to go through this by myself. No one else can walk the path for me. I'm fumbling in the dark, but I can see the specklet of light right down at the end of the path. It's small, it's barely visible, but it's there, and I have to keep trusting it's there.
Time can distort a lot of things. Time also preserves many. Ultimately, time gently pushes you bit by bit from the comfy spot you want to stand on forever, hopefully to that specklet of light.
Obviously when I blog nothing comes out in full flow. Bits and pieces of junk just fall out, and I can hope people who understand to be able to piece those little inklets of words to make out what I'm trying to say. I can only blog so much. There are some things which I want to say, and some that I prefer to keep.
And so, once again I want to say I'm going to take my life's next big step into a new phase in life. This statement, now, sounds just like the way it should sound.
Posted by Isabelle at 4:27 am