Shakespeare Hast Seen Mine Eyes

O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head
Which have no correspondence with true sight
Or, if they have, where is my judgement fled,
that censures falsely what they see aright?
If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote,
What means the world to say it is not so?
If it be not, then love doth well denote
Love's eye is not so true as all meris 'No.'
How can it? O, how can Love's eye be true,
That is so vex'd with watching and with tears?
No marvel then, though I mistake my view;
The sun itself sees not till Heaven clears.
O cunning Love! With tears though keep'st me blind,
Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults should find.

Why is it that we miss what we should not have? I know it has been a few months now, and I'm certain I should be at a stage of "moving on" from my relationship, but I'm confused. A good friend once said of a particularly bad day during a break-up: "My heart hurt. Isn't that sad?" Here is the rub. It is okay to be sad, but if you give in to that feeling, you might believe you belong back with the familiar. And sometimes, love is not enough. But, after all: O, how can Love's eye be true. That is so vex'd with watching and with tears? I might not have rain falling down my face every day, but believe me, living without that special someone in your life is an adjustment. Maybe it is needed, maybe you are soul searching, maybe you did it for the wrong reasons, maybe you left him for noble reasons...But somehow you know it is best. And somehow it still feels wrong. And just oh, so, painful. And when you start to like someone new, you are afraid. Your heart can't take that. It also feels like you really are leaving your past behind and you might not be ready for it. I want to be ready for it. But, I'm afraid. Afraid to lose the love I once had. But, I'm also afraid of how long it will take to get over this feeling of falling. There might not be rain. But, I see myself diving down this cliff into the deep blue of the ocean, showing me my emotions really are the hidden depths of myself. Down, down, I swim, realizing there is so much inside me, but I feel like my heart hurts. And the water looks cold and menacing. I don't know what I want. I hurt. My heart hurts.

ContraBand

Last week, our Customer & Solutions group had an offsite out of the office and we always choose a fun theme. This year, each team competed in a Battle of the Bands. We performed the "Ruff Ryders Theme" by DMX as ContraBand. Fun play on words, isn't it? I owe all cleverness to Lindsey. But I have to say, the golden cup of glory was stolen from us by a competing team called Mickey Moose. Enough, said. We definitely were the real winners. When I get video of us performing, I will definitely share that file!

Guilty Pleasures

I was asked today what things I was "into" that I wouldn't necessarily freely admit?... What an interesting question! Maybe some of you have better ones, but I found it kind of fun to decide what things are true (and somewhat funny, too!) I'd love some comments on this post. REALLY>>>>>> I want comments!
Here are a few:

-Listening to Justin Timberlake and even, Britney Spears, on occasion. Catchy music, is, well, catchy...
-Watching bad television when I'm exhausted.
-When I'm depressed, giving in to the momentary wake of emotion, just because.
-Averaging 3-4 days (Okay...Sometimes seven days...) to return calls. Sorry to all of you I have made wait!
-Showing up fashionably late to a party. (What? You've done it, too.)
-Deciding that love is hell.
-Deciding that love is fabulous.
-Having a crush on someone that is all wrong for me.
-Having a crush on someone who is hopelessly unavailable.
-Playing hard-to-get dating games. (Yes, I do it, too.)
-Enjoying a chick flick now and again (Sounds basic, but for me, it isn't because I actually have decent taste in films)
-Chocolate-covered strawberries (I don't really like chocolate except in this context)
-Ace of Base, Aqualung and other bad 90s bands, and even some bands that only use drum machines and call it music ***gasp!
-Chuckling when someone cuts me off and I find a way to "box" them in, so they can't move forward after they try to speed past a few undeserving cars on the road
-I spend money at the coffee shop like mad. Really, I do.
-Ice cream (yum!!!!!!!!!)
-Grinning when I find someone doesn't like me (and they don't have a reason, even better!)
-Watching cute footballers play The Game (Soccer, by the way, is The Game, AKA Football! in every country except the U.S. by the way)