That's Not the Point of Kimberly

Instincts are misleading. You shouldn't think what you're feeling. Thankfully, I don't. The problem about knowing that your cerebral "notes" are different than your emotional ones is that reconciling the distinction means you won't always get what you want. A few weeks ago, I began to notice that I was happy. Really happy. Be it the work I was involved in, the company I was keeping, the truth that was preaching itself to me. Today, I am different. Today, I am severely tired. Tired of knowing and not knowing. But, no matter. Perhaps there is some exquisite pleasure in waiting to have, because the knowing takes time. Anticipation requires a journey to arrive at the destination of choice, and if you do make it to the destination...You will have hoped and waited. And it will feel quite real.

"And if it ends, let it go down in flames." - Dashboard Confessional


This link gave me something to think about. (See if you can figure out why...That's not the point of Babette.)

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