I... am tired.
Tired, but happy. It's been an amazing couple of weeks, an amazing weekend, a great run - lots of good times and special people (in fact, almost all of them; no wonder I'm tired!) - and yet you can almost see the "but" behind my words.
A hesitation - beyond the pyrotechnics and the plane tickets, there feels like there's a change coming. Probably a lot of them!
I wanted an earthquake.
And maybe this is my earthquake - the change in employment, in address (soon!), in heart-state - not least in finding this man who writes of balance and quotes lines of Casablanca (and Finding Nemo; balance, remember?) back at me as we dance around the social politics and out under the stars.
Awake and (if tired) definitely alive.
It's starting to feel like this ground isn't going to stop shifting anytime in the near future.
Now to see if I can shift along with it. Life and the people within it are changing - trusting, stressing, dancing, waiting, confiding - and their words and thoughts chip at my shell that I made to be bulletproof but left weak to compassion; to confidance.
It feels like the start of a movie, where the story can go any which way, and the actors aren't giving away anything to go on. I can live with this, but it makes me itch with curiosity.
With that said, into the labyrinth~!
Also.
LONDON. You get the best concerts ever. Damns, but this would have been fun to be a part of. ♥
♥ music of the moment: this river is wild
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