When I was young(er) I thought that by thirty, I would:
I had a dream once, where a feminine alien creature had a message for me:
You have the taste of Death on your lips, she said
Smallmindedness seems to run in the bloodline no matter where it’s cut.
I received an pink frilly card yesterday – the kind reserved for greetings sent from grannies to their unappreciative twelve year old grandchildren. Except it said ‘30’.
So, in recognition of the year past I decided to list some of the bigger things I learnt and am still trying to learn ------------------------------------
There are people you have to say goodbye to.
There are people that will have to say goodbye to you.
Things change - it is my next most dreaded fear next to death - i still respond to it like a child.
We are all essentially alone.
I will probably never shake the infantile need to connect totally to someone.
I will probably never shake the pointless desire to disconnect totally from life.
I am learning to be ok with so many things that I thought wouldn't be able to process.
If things do change - can I be certain that I will?
Theory means nothing.
I think one of the biggest paradoxes in my life is that i love life and abhor it in equal measure.
My hiccups are only cured by drinking water upside-down.
and the biggie is that, sometimes, shit just needs time.