i’ve made mistakes. i’ve stifled any potential i began with. i’ve attempted to unlove certain women. i’ve fallen in love. i’ve let go of someone i tried to protect and ended up hurting myself. i went back to nyc empty-handed, but left with the magic i felt as a kid. i went back to school. i saw philip complete a 16-point comeback at heinz in pittsburgh. i saw grayson play in a duke uniform. i lost the camborghini in a wreck that gave appreciation a chance to find me. bagel turned 6. i’ve learned lessons the hard way because i thought time healed all wounds. i went anti-social because it was peaceful, but found myself walking public places alone to feel connected to things deeper than my understanding. i’m sure there are things i’m forgetting and things i don’t want to remember, but isn’t that the life we all live?
here’s to year 3 and to leading my life by following my heart.
thanks for reading, i hope we have a chance to get together soon.
-ratha, 8:38pm, 3.12.19