Yes I am still alive. I am well. My kids are well. My dog is well.
My heart though.
2014 was a rough year, a year of loss and an immense amount of self-doubt. I wish I would have been in touch with the world on blogger, but I was too busy and plus, Facebook is so much easier. So here I am. Here I am!
The Scot and I.
I love the guy.
I tried getting over him, I tried telling myself that this was my destiny, that I had real love and like any love story I lost him. But it isn't the way my heart functions. Instead, like a true tragic Chilean poet I have accepted the difficult situation we're in and I am giving into love, head on.
I love the guy.
I've gone back and forth and have played with his emotions, mostly influenced by those around me.
Those around me.
They don't give a shit. People like to give you their opinions, they think they know what's best for you, but in the end them fuckers don't pay your bills and don't know what's deep in your heart.
If someone doesn't try to find you they don't miss you. If someone doesn't miss you they don't care.
We miss each other.
But not for long. At least for a little bit. We are going to be seeing each other again in 43 days, yes I am counting down.
Sacred valleys in ruins to me sound incredibly symbolic. Something that once was so strong, tumbled down, but it is still there and it is still beautiful.
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