There is something to say for those who are willing to love without holding back and without too much thought. I like to say that these people "live in the clouds" and aren't very intelligent. While that may be true, I am a bit jealous of them. I see many people who are unafraid to make an effort. Disclaimer: I'm in no way advocating forwardness or attention seeking. Matters of the heart and the head should be dealt with class. But these people possess a confidence that I lack. It's the confidence that says "even if my heart is shattered in a billion pieces, I'll be OK". This confidence may not be in themselves, but it's invested into life in general. The "things will work out" mentality tends to be one that I mock while I hold a "things will work out if I use my brain and work extremely hard" thought process.
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I say it's a simpler life without the games, the wondering, the highs, the lows. But truth be told, it's not. Today I had the thought "someday, all of my friends will be in love and I won't relate". What then? At this point of my life, it's alright to take my time and be alone; but I'm closer to 25 than 20 and I've never been close to "falling in love". I've been pinned as pessimistic but that's a misunderstanding. It's simply fear, and one that I don't want to hold on to.
This is a long/rambling/random/deardiary post, especially after so long of not posting. But now that I have the blogger app on my iPhone, maybe I will return more often. Till then!