It's Friday, I'm in love

I used to be a blogger.  Not much, mind you, and it didn't even last for a year.  But I started one. And last night when I was really inspired and had a lot I wanted to say to no one in particular, something brought my old ramblings back into my mind.

So, I found it within seconds of my search - my old blog.  And instead of writing, I spent that time reading my old thoughts and poems and stories.  Fun to remember.  But, tonight, after my mind has been filled with many other things today, my inspiration is muddled.

Writing.  It's what I planned to make a career out of.  That is, until I realized I had to take speech classes, too.  A little immature and introverted (just a TAD), I chose a faster, easier path at the moment.  And it worked for me!  I got a degree, a job and a schedule and started plugging away at that old grindstone.

But that was yeeeeaarrrsss ago.  ANCIENT history.

Today, I am practically a different person.  At least, I have traveled what feels like an incredible distance from that place.  Now I stand, so often, in retrospect.  I'm not even at middle life, and yet, I look back as if time has past me by.  I'll just label myself an "old soul".  Sounds poetic, anyway.

Labels.  Speaking of those...I am growing to incredibly dislike them.  Ya know, I never really have loved them, but now - at this juncture - it's becoming much clearer to me how debilitating labels really are.  Crippling.  And in some cases, my life has suffered from them in ways that cannot be recovered from.  But, in all cases, it has taught me new realizations.

Life in parenthesis.  That's what this is all about.  This is not my life.  It's just what I have to say in those parenthesis between living.  Those brief pauses when I stop and reflect and remember and even look ahead.

So don't stray too far.  Live in your own moments, and stop by when you might like to sit down with a cup of coffee or a nice tea and do some of your own reflecting.  Sometimes we need that in life.  For me, reflecting helps me to do a better job at moving forward once I've come to terms with what's already happened.  That is not to say I understand it all.  There's plenty that I am certain I never will.  And I'm realizing more and more that...well - sometimes, I just don't NEED to understand it all.

All I need to know right now is... it's Friday and...I'm in love.