The picture and the context say it all... THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME!
Oh the sunshine, blue skies, warm winter weather, and being able to go to the beach in January, wearing shorts, tank tops, and flip flops. Too bad my friends here are total flakes. I don't care, the weather is enough!
I think I really do suffer from that Seasonal Affective Disorder. (SAD) I get sulky and moody if it's cloudy for more than a day, and prior to leaving my own place it had been overcast and cold for days on end. I'm talking low 40's even 30's! Oh and the wind! I was waiting for the bus one morning and the bus bench was glittering. I looked and then touched the seat; there was frost on the seat! The grass along the parking lot of my job was also white with frost. I know, that's not a big deal to people from up north, but for me it was enough to call my friends and whine as dramatically as possible. Thank God I brought all the winter gear I used in college. Even though the temperature is the same in my college town and the new city...I don't know, at least when it was cold in college it was sunny and the sky was a sharp, clear blue.
That blue was ripped out of the sky and placed into the eyes of someone. A blue that can easily be confused with the pool in which he spends so much of his time. A blue that makes me smile. A blue that makes me think of sunny skies and deep oceans. A blue that makes me at once feel at home and far away. Sorry Taylor Swift, loving him is BLUE!
So,
ReplyDeletewho do you love now?
Ok, maybe love is too strong of a word. He's a really cute guy from work. I just like to look at him, and that's all I really can do since he has a girlfriend.
ReplyDeleteBut as for love.....not a whole lot has changed in a year. Still single.
Love even when it is not returned by the other person is still love
ReplyDeleteI have read your blog since the beginning and have not commented much but you have been inspired before by love
And this is another one of those times
you doubt me?
Do you really doubt this is what it is?
Do not be so quick to doubt yourself
Where you the reader that commented on "Diamond Bullet" in April of 2010?
ReplyDeleteI wish I could say it was love, but really, it's lust. I don't know anything about him personally except where he's from. It takes more than striking good looks to send my heart aflutter, especially after finding that real love I let slip away three years ago.