I finally made it to Ct. at five in the morning Despite the first night's inhuman cold and slick ice... I am always happy to be out here. I feel as though I am borrowing happy. Maybe it goes back to the fake it before you make rule which I so hate the cliche of and yet I sit here before you borrowing a sense of happiness. Soaking up other people's pride -- finding love in it all. I always do. Whether I'm here or there.
When you see two people who truly are right for one another it makes your mind veer to your something new... your next beautiful step wherever that might take you. True love is intoxicating, the best kind of drug there is second only to a great belly laugh. It just makes you wanna test drive love, life and laughter and say "I wonder how that would look on me?" That's the beauty of true love it has the ability to change for the better everyone it touches and make no mistake its effect is far-reaching and long lasting. It makes you lose your breath in the sight of it and desire your new you.
Your new "You" built upon somethings old from the best your past had to teach you. Something new in the sense of daring desire you can feel quaking at the the tips of your fingertips and toes to dive into new experiences with wild abbandon. Something borrowed in the beauty of the lovely starry eyed gaze you see in all that share the connection of the deepest, truest, love... and yes, even something blue you will learn by then to forgive but not forget it has built you, shaped you, made you stronger.
Welcome to your new you.