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May. 22nd, 2000 02:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
grindmonkehPeople are intersections...the paths we most frequently take determine those closest to us, while others lie where they are only to be stumbled upon by destiny. I couldn't evade this thought...it manifested and resounded just outside of Detroit, and plagued me during the seven hour drive home from Canada.
Something of a strange weekend...two nights spent in Toledo, Ohio and half a day in Canada...surrounded by strangers or people I hardly knew...and when I finally began to know them it was time for me to depart, leaving an unfinished whisper of insight on my ear. Intersections...at what odds will our paths cross again?
I met Mandy in New Orleans. It was the last night of Mardi Gras and we spent four hours together walking the french quarter, sharing ideas, and admiring eachother. Time escaped...the night slipped away. We said goodbye and I was left wondering when I would see her again.
We agreed to meet in Toledo. We had a great time, though we didn't get to spend a whole lot of time alone together. I'm anxious to see her again...to get more insight into her personality.
I'm left wondering how we will fit into eachother's lives...if at all. I'm weary of relationships...I wish there was a method of measuring the longevity of feelings people have toward eachother...I'm not skeptical or pessimistic, only realistic. I've seen how the tides turn in marriages. My family has become more dysfunctional with every new relationship. This has made me very aware of things that I don't want, I take mental notes. I haven't quite grasped the meaning of it all...
(this entry was modified due to the incoherent nature of the original post resulting from the exhaustion of travelling...in other words, I read it and thought, "that's not really what I'm trying to say!"...and so it goes.)
Something of a strange weekend...two nights spent in Toledo, Ohio and half a day in Canada...surrounded by strangers or people I hardly knew...and when I finally began to know them it was time for me to depart, leaving an unfinished whisper of insight on my ear. Intersections...at what odds will our paths cross again?
I met Mandy in New Orleans. It was the last night of Mardi Gras and we spent four hours together walking the french quarter, sharing ideas, and admiring eachother. Time escaped...the night slipped away. We said goodbye and I was left wondering when I would see her again.
We agreed to meet in Toledo. We had a great time, though we didn't get to spend a whole lot of time alone together. I'm anxious to see her again...to get more insight into her personality.
I'm left wondering how we will fit into eachother's lives...if at all. I'm weary of relationships...I wish there was a method of measuring the longevity of feelings people have toward eachother...I'm not skeptical or pessimistic, only realistic. I've seen how the tides turn in marriages. My family has become more dysfunctional with every new relationship. This has made me very aware of things that I don't want, I take mental notes. I haven't quite grasped the meaning of it all...
(this entry was modified due to the incoherent nature of the original post resulting from the exhaustion of travelling...in other words, I read it and thought, "that's not really what I'm trying to say!"...and so it goes.)