today is the first day since New years that I’ve felt I could breathe without the pressure of work bearing down on me. Work’s been good but busier than ever before.
I got an email today. A little voice from the past tapping on the screen door. Pictures from a life in progress and though we haven’t spoken in some time, I took a peek. I couldn’t help myself. Not at all. I’d almost forgotten us. Well, the emotion of us.
As I was clicking through the various series of pictures, I thought about how much it actually looked like the life we always spoke about when we were together. Probably one we’d have never had together. And that sort of implies that everything works out for the best in the end. Though at the end of that relationship there was never really any doubt what was best was the end.
There will always be someone who loves you better and there will always be someone who loves better than you.
God bless the broken road that lead me straight to you.
or something like that.
Dixie's Road Trip 