I was much too young to think of danger
I was curious and innocent and brave
Even if I die tomorrow I'll be glad my life was filled with songs
Even if I die tomorrow these four chords will keep me living on
I've been saying goodbye to people this week. It's a strange, difficult thing, saying goodbye to the people and places you love. All these memories come back that you hadn't realized you'd forgotten, and you realize you'll miss most the things you took for granted. Gah, this is hard. I wonder if people realize how much I'm going to miss them. :)
But I'm trying to be adventurous about the door God's shoving me through. Life is a one-way street, and looking back doesn't get you very far when you can only move forward.
I'll be away from the internet for a couple of weeks. This doesn't seem like a very good time to take a blogging break, after only three posts, but it can't be helped. So I'll be living life, having adventures, which I'll record later. :) [Tangent: isn't "blog" an awful word? Say it out loud. b l o g. Isn't it ugly? I may need to find a substitute word. I'll work on it.]
Later days :)
No comments:
Post a Comment