When footsteps from that Sunday march faded out into the dark

This is what I learned from you: how to be cruel, how to be kind, and how to go back and forth between those two things with alarming and heartbreaking rapidity. 

               -- Unfortunately, this completely describes a past relationship of mine.  

I love this quote. So many people waste days, years, lifetimes being miserable. We all could have many, many things that we could be angry about. We all have a past. I think one of my best/worst features is my ability to forgive. Most of the time it comes back to bite me in the ass, but I would much rather be able to forgive people and move on and be happy in life, than to hold that anger and resentment in my heart and not live my life. 

I am such a crazy cat lady. They are so cute!!

Not even in my dreams do we talk about “us,” nor do I kiss you, nor do I tell you I still love you. We do talk, though. And oh, how I love our chats. 

             - I love dreams. They can take you back to such places or memories, and they feel so real.  

This so sums up many of my emotions lately. We spend our entire childhood talking about how we cant wait to grow up, to do grown up things, to have people not look and talk to us like we are "children" But what we forget about and overlook is all of the responsibility that comes along with growing up. We dont realize that we're probably going to get our hearts broken more than a few times, we're probably going to hurt those we care about. Our biggest problems go from mom making us come inside to take a bath after a long night playing outside, to finding a job in this awful economy, finding and keeping the loves of our lives, and how to manage our money wisely to pay our bills on time. And out of nowhere, all of the changes hit you head on, and life stops being just fun, and becomes quite scary.