my best friend

my best friend
her name is saylor, and she'll love you no matter what.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

New Beginnings.

Three months. 

That's how long I've been delinquent of my writing. For me that is approaching eternity.   I guess I needed to find my inspirations again. I promised earlier I'd come back in better spirits, and I've kept my word. It took me a little longer than anticipated but I've recharged, resurfaced, and have come back up with a fighting spirit that can't be broken. Not without some broken bottles and tears, but those come with the risk taken for love. 

When I first started this blog, it was to document my accomplishments, my favorite things, and little moments of my life that I wanted to share... I wanted it to be the perfect showing of my life. As I've progressed through, I've learned it's not always perfect. 
You aren't always going to catch the perfect wave.

Well, lucky for me, a new swell is coming in and I'm catching that perfect set. I've rallied the troops and I am better than ever. It's time to really begin my life. I had to pick up some pieces, and learn from some BAD mistakes. But that's life I suppose. Looking back gets you nowhere. You can only move forward, and it's funny who chooses to really ride out those painful experiences with you. You learn a lot about yourself in those times.

The past few months I've matured more than I have over my whole life. I know who I am and most importantly, I know where I am going. I don't question past decisions, just move forward and realize they were there for a purpose and you can't really consider them mistakes. Most of this is yes, directed towards the semi recent split from someone I trusted with everything and fallen for, under false pretenses. But it's not me who will falter in step any longer. I realize now that maybe we weren't a good match anyways. I hate to accept he was right, but it's so true. 

I'm a girl going somewhere, and don't intend to be stuck in an entry level job with a bad dye job and cheap sunglasses dodging tornados in the trailer park for the rest of my life.
 (Thank GOD for upper class colorists where I live)
 So I guess it's good I'm gone. I wouldn't have lasted long in his world anyways. 
 I don't do tornados. 

This piece is to mark a new entry into new beginnings. I'm just proud of what this has made me and I'm glad where I've landed.

LoVe.