Reflection from February 11th, 2013 @ Age 31
RE: BREAK THE HEART SO THE SPIRIT CAN GET OUT, THE SPIRIT GETS FREE BUT THEN GETS LOST IN THE DARKNESS, THE MIND LEARNS TO FOLLOW THE LIGHT AND IN THE END—THE SPIRIT FINDS HER WAY BACK HOME TO THE PLACE FROM WHICH SHE CAME.
Still can’t do my toning exercises—reminds me of getting ready for the belated, Key West honeymoon last year at Adam’s house, and I can’t bring myself yet to do them in my new life. So that’s a bummer. Also, got into work this morning with a printout of my time-sheet average from January with the grand whopping total “3 billable hours/day” highlighted in yellow—a darling little reminder from Paul.
On a brighter note, I had dinner with Rachel Saturday night downtown and we were talking about Taylor Swift. I was telling Rach how much I like her, and how much her song “We Are Never Getting Back Together” reminds me of me, and of me and Adam and this divorce (hah!). And then Rach started saying yeaah, she and Andy had been talking about how much they liked her too, and Andy was like, “I wonder why she’s just beyond the realm of greatness of any of these other pop stars out there right now or just generally, really.” And Rach said she told Andy, “it’s because she writes her own music and more so even then, because it’s real. Real like your writing is real,” she said. So that was exciting. Except just, head-over-heels phenomenally exciting—to be more precise.
Sometimes I think God has a special affinity for us. Er…well, maybe not us, but I’m pretty sure at the very least, he does for me. May seem funny to say, seeing as though I’m so far behind my peers I don’t even think it’s possible to catch up now in the regular sense of this world. But I’m pretty sure nonetheless, God’s got a special thing goin’ on for me.