Power of Thought
If you can THINK, you can GROW, you can CHANGE, you can MOVE. You are ONE thought away.
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The Potters Touch TV Show from The Potter’s House of Dallas.
OMG
This just made my whole day. Among the cutest, geekiest things I have ever seen in my life. I love it.
Somebody…
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad it was over
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
And I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know…
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
I used to know
That I used to know
Somebody…
Music
Music heals the soul. It tells us we are not alone. We are all connected. I am you and you are me. I don’t know if there is hope for this relationship or not. It feels final but I guess the romantic in me still sees a spark of hope. It feels silly to contemplate, after everything that has happened. Sometimes good things have to fall apart so better things can fall together. Marilyn Monroe said that. She’s right. In the meantime I am going to work on me, focus on me, care about me. Go back to work. Go on another cross country trip. Go back to school. Get my licence. Move. Maybe I will end up full circle, or maybe I will just be alone. I’m not sure how I feel about the prospect of being alone for the rest of my life. Mostly I think I’m okay with it, but a part of me feels like it has died. Part of me still clings to a tiny shard of hope buried inside my heart. I don’t know where to go from here, or how to proceed, so I will just stay inward and let the natural flow of things guide me for now. I need to heal.
Also, this is a funny joke and I giggled to myself when it popped into my head. All I can say is… space pants.
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