Monday @ Stellas

Just like I pictured it. Waking up and walking across the street to the coffee shop. Bringing my laptop and some reading material. Drinking a latte and eating a raspberry muffin :) Such easy bliss...

What to write, what to write. I have been thinking about a friend of mine recently. Someone that is near and dear. We don't have frequent conversations anymore, much less any. I think of all the times i had conversations that were moving. Ones that actually changed your perspective. Redefined some aspect of your personal life. Resulted in motivation, inspiration and action. Those were times in my life that I lust for. It is not as simple as saying "I wish that would happen again." With all my being I yearn for a conversation, a moment of intimacy that challenges me to exist. I know what it feels like to be understood; to have someone finish your sentence that even you could not. I have been there and I yearn to return.

Telling myself that separation and lonliness are my cross to bear does not help. "This is the way you choose to be." Doesn't make it any different.