Strike down all the fences guarding the one thing you had left.

For the longest time, I've feared the whole act of "letting go", regardless of what the circumstances might be. Surprisingly, I've let go of a lot lately. Most recently, an apartment that I never really got to develop a close relationship with. Before that it was school. Before that, the salon I'd worked at for over a year. Before that, a relationship with two and a half years invested in it. Etc, etc.

As I've spent more time with myself and less time with other's opinions clouding my judgement, I've learned that letting go can actually be just as enjoyable as the first time you realize you really "have" something you want. I thought that letting go of my relationship with Eddie meant that I'd have to ultimately say good-bye and we'd never speak again. Instead, it's been the comfortable realization that things will never work between us again, due to many factors.. including the 400 miles that separate us. It still makes me sad but I am looking so very much to the future. Learning what I am actually capable of has not been easy but it has been extremely eye-opening.

Life is always getting better.

But on to more important matters...



Who is in that damn coffin?!