I've been thinking a lot about a lot lately.
I hate that we all tend to forget who and what is important in our lives until something goes away. I've noticed that with all these deaths recently. It's sad that good people go and that sometimes that's what it takes to realize how important life and the people in your life are.
I went to that ballet class to watch today. Those little girls were adorable. It was before the age that most of us girls get so messed up and start judging ourselves. They weren't afraid to take risks. As much as I usually don't like kids, seeing that in them was refreshing and made me want to be around them. I'm nervous about teaching next week.
'Tis the birthday tomorrow. This may sound scary but... part of me is surprised I made it to this one in one piece.
As they said in an episode from the 6th season of Sex and the City..."Life's too short." If that's so true, why do we run when things get "too" close? I suppose it's so we don't get hurt but...if we never know hurt, we might never know joy. Sometimes you have to take a few chances. If life's too short, why bother giving a damn about what other people say about you and what matters to you...? If you're happy that should be what counts. And if life's too short, why put on a front so others don't see what's really there? Most of the time we all think we're growing up and becoming real...but is that always what's happening?
"Some people are settling down, some people are settling, and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies." - Carrie Bradshaw, (you guessed it...) SATC
This has been a rather contemplative entry. Hmm... Maybe thinking a little bit isn't ALWAYS a bad thing.
Love always...