I really haven't liked my life much since the last post. There have been good times, laughter, joy, passion, delight, simplicity, and even satisfaction. But I don't think I knew how to see those things until now.
I can see now why Sara would argue that La vie en rose is not the greatest song ever written, but rather Amazing Grace.
Was lost, but now am found.
It's a cycle, I'm sure, of losing and finding oneself.
This day, I find comfort in the many losses, the struggles, the catastrophes and mediocrities that make up the accumulation of experience.
As I am now, I will never be again.
Much peace can be found in the interminable flux of this lifetide.
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