Reflection

Mar 17, 2008 17:31

Some days, like today, I stop cleaning and just stand in front of the window in my front room and stare at the cars driving by and the birds over head and the occasional cloud or two that float past and I think about my past.  Everyone has one.  They are full of many happy memories and many sad ones.  It is days like today, when the grass is wet ( Read more... )

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baneofmorgoth March 23 2008, 03:55:17 UTC
Sarah, you have to let things go. The past is there, yes, but not for us to dwell upon. Can you imagine how sad the world would be if we all jsut thought about our past transgressions? It's not worth the hurt, Sarah. The past is the past, that's all. When you fuck up somehow, that's a learning experience, not another reason to cry forever. Life is too short to be obsessing over your past, Sarah. Let things go.

How does the song go? "Forget regret or life is yours to miss, no other road, no other way, no day but today"?

That's how you have to live life, Sarah, in the present.

Besides, fuck everyone else. You don't need us!! :)

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