But in the meantime, the burning insistence of desire will gnaw at your bones until the marrow of want is completely sucked dry. This takes time, but no one will tell you that. All they will say is that what you want will change some far off day where caterpillars are born butterflies.
&The truth of the matter is that what you want will change you.
Yeah, I’ve been sucked in to the black hole of awesomeness that is HIMYM. I just finished season 1, and I can’t wait to make bad decisions and finish the rest of them. Sorry school, I just don’t know where I can fit you in between six more seasons right now.
And in spectacular Raymond-tradition, I find my life relates to a character’s: Ted. That constant chase for the one girl who’s kiss will taste like the next fifty years of your life. Renewing old paths, exploring new ones.
Right now, I feel like I’m Ted and I just need to make it rain. Make it rain so everything will fall in to place. I know I’ve got my money riding on losing odds, but then I just compared my emotional security to a monetary bet. I’m hazy on certain details, so sue me.
I guess that this blog is more of a forecast. Bring an umbrella and rain boots, it’s gonna be a hell of a storm.