Kentucky Born Believer, Daughter, Sister, Friend, Fangirl, Full Time Pharmacy Tech, Part Time Idiot.
Saturday, October 17, 2015
Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. Love arrives
exactly when love is supposed to. And love leaves exactly when love
must. When love arrives, say, ‘Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.’ If
love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the
music, listen to the quiet. Whisper, ‘Thank you for stopping by.'
Monday, October 5, 2015
To be happy, it
first takes being comfortable being in your own shoes. The rest can
work up from there. The hardest situation to stay happy in, I think,
is when you’re trying to find love, and yourself at the same time. It
just doesn’t seem to fit well. So I believe that happiness is being
able to wake up and just know that this is what you wanted, and not
what somebody else wanted.
So, I’ve been
thinking about this whole being happy thing, and I feel like people
get lost when they think of happiness as a destination. We’re always
thinking that someday we’ll be happy; we’ll get that car or that job
or that person in our lives that’ll fix everything. But happiness is a
mood, and it’s a condition, not a destination. It’s like being tired
or hungry, it’s not permanent. It comes and goes, and that’s okay. And
I feel like if people thought of it that way, they’d find happiness
more often.
When you're young, your whole life is
about the pursuit of fun. Then, you grow up and learn to be cautious.
You could break a bone or a heart. You look before you leap and
sometimes you don't leap at all because there's not always someone
there to catch you. And in life, there's no safety net. When did it
stop being fun and start being scary?
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