God is strange. And he makes use of strange ways to direct our lives, my life at least.
Who would've thought I'd ever get over someone I was deliriously crazy about for almost a decade? Man, WAS he in my system.
I swam through (well, think I drowned in) an ocean of emotions during those years (2002-2010). OCEAN I do not even want to ttalk about now, because there is not enough time to talk about it. How does one start to talk about an ocean of something? I do not wanna be spending so much time on the past. Maybe someday I will be able to revisit whatever was there in that ocean, but not now. I'd like to think I am happy now.
I do not want to fall again into my own solitary trap of feeling comfortable with being pushed aside, being unwanted.
I was stoic at all the SEEMINGLY wrong times and I do not want that anymore.
