I am listening to him play guitar on the stairs. It sounds like Iron & Wine, and falling in love. Maybe not with him. The sound has suddenly called into perspective all the goings-on of these past two weeks. I am starting to realize that of all the directions I am being pushed and pulled, maybe none of them are right. I have just spent far too much time looking into the past and trying to fix my mistakes. Hoping one of you would get it. Some of you did, some I still have no idea. Point is, I guess these things were just never meant to be. Now, if only I could truly accept that I can move forward.
Happiness phase two is incredibly close, hopefully I can make it.