There are Ghosts here, and things done that have long since been gone, there are options here still, there are still things for me left to achieve here, this is not the stagnant city I have came from, I can accomplish something here, Unlike Hamilton and Niagara where things have ran their course, up here in Windsor i am surrounded by new and old friends, I need to seriously start thinking about the next step in my evolution, i have also claimed that one needs to evolve or die, but lately i have been standing still watching my world pass me by... it's probably time for me to look inward and wonder how long i am going to fight a losing battle... i could come back here permanently tomorrow and it's a good feeling inside to know that, the sacrifice required is the only thing at this point that it is in question....the longer i stay here, it is often the more that i feel i have made a mistake ever leaving in the first place... what has Leaving University and Windsor ever given me other than a lifetime of pain in the last Five years... I know why that I did it and would do it again in an Heartbeat.... but the point being is that i can't move heaven and earth and if this is the final endgame I'd rather be here among people i care about than alone and depressed in Hamilton pretending that I used to have a life, that I used to be a father.... there are many things that define me, my experiences here are but one big part of that.... there is only one thing bigger and that is it...I just have to figure out the Next step and soon, before everything that I am and everything that I was just slips away into nothingness....
Current Mood: Inward.
Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.
Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.
Current Mood: Inward.
Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.
Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.
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