As someone who's fallen of the horse one too many times, can I just take this opportunity to say it is so not just like riding a bike. There is nothing easy about trading in the comfort that comes with knowing what you have, whether it be good or bad, for the fear and uncertanity that awaits just around the bend. I find myself almost yearnig for naievete, to not be aquainted with the pain that accompanies a broken heart, the deficiency of trust in your intuition as a result of a crushing betrayal, and the damn melancholy of lonliness.
Never let it be said that I'm a coward. Keep dusting myself off, putting my best foot forward, smiling pretty, making eye contact, listening, studying, scheming, contemplating, thanking my lucky stars, saying please and thank you, flirting, making my bed and lying in it, and trying, oh, I'm trying, to be patient.
Now if you will excuse me, I need to take this bike (sans training wheels) out for a spin. Practice makes perfect, right?
Awww, thank you, my sweet friend! How the heck are you? Big plans for the 4th?
lu
Posted by: lu | July 02, 2011 at 06:29 PM
I'm glad you're back, though.
Posted by: Mamacita | July 02, 2011 at 03:15 PM