"And I've been walking 'round with memories way too long" ~ Iris DeMent
Days are tired and run into each other. I trip over them, not looking, just blindly getting through. The gems that are given me right now don't sparkle, but I know they will, soon. I'm happy to have them. They are my hope. They bring smiles to offset my empty tears. I'm not depressed exactly, just tired and anxious.
I don't think about him as often. His importance has fallen in the hierarchy of my thoughts. I escaped fairly unscathed this time. Aspirations of love, beautiful illusions though they are, can distort the reality of it. Time spent dreaming of someone who dreams of another is a bad habit that can be broken, a destructive game that can't be won, only walked away from.
I'm a walkin'.
Comfort found in space, time, walking away.