Saturday, 31 May 2008

Grown-ups?

When can we say we are grown-ups?

Is it when we turn a certain age? Or when we move away from our parents? When we have a steady relationship?


I don't have an answer to that. I went away to university at 18, am slowly closing on 30, still have a few exams left, several years of work experience under my belt, as well as a few kilograms too many, have battled depression fairly successfully, and had no life partner untill a bit over a year ago.

Call it what you like it...


For me, I have never felt grown up, feel as if I was 24 for some time now, even though I am working 9-5, take work home, provide for myself, do my own taxes etc. (Still feel like I have on idea what they want from me, though.)

The point I was slooowly getting to was: lately, I've been getting flashes of "Omg, this is just like being an adult!" and feel like a little kid playing dressing up as an adult, trying to fake it without a clue as to how it's really done.

Most often it happens while talking to my Viking, working things out. Distance relationship requires a lot of communication, and I tend to clamp up.

Usually, he is a typicall male, oblivious to anything that isn't marked with flashing neon pointers. But sometimes he suprises me greatly with the perfect words of love and reassurance, showing me my fears in broad daylight, where they shrivel up and run away to sulk in the darkest corner, ashamed.

He is so kind, loving and gentle, the sun rises warm and bright in my soul and heart when I look into his beautifull speckled eyes.


I think I might just grow up a bit for us.
Just a bit. The inner kid needs TLC too ;-)

J. รค. d.


P.S. This is the first time I'll try and post from my mobile. Handy at 4am :-D

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Sunday, 25 May 2008

Tonight...

I turned the computer on, instead of going to sleep. I wanted to vent and rant over a friend, who might not be a friend anymore.

But then I found my oldest and best friend online, and we ranted a bit together, and vented, and then moved on. As it should be. Vented and not dwelled on and reread afterwards. I love this friend so much. You rock, chica!


And in the mailbox I found a little tiny link with a great impact. I liked their daily blessing, and have subscribed to it's mailing list.
I figured; "Better to read something positive and happy, maybe even a bit cheesy first thing in the morning at work, then to get all those forwards threatening bad luck if I don't forward them! "
Which, by the way, I don't. I prefer not to pass on bad energy.

Anyway, positive thinking is a great habit, which I do not possess fully yet. It's good to be reminded sometimes. :)

This turned out to be a good night after all.
I love you all.

Thursday, 22 May 2008

ME

I am.

I am changing.
Myself.
My life.
My decisions.

Good luck, me.