Wednesday, July 30, 2003




~*just some thoughts*~

the worst part about this moving is knowing i won't be able to spend as much time as i'd like with Ghostie...and the best part of moving is knowing that there is room for him to come and stay should he chose to do so...welll...sorta anyhow...

We have talked on several occasions of what might happen if Ghostie and i should hit it off as we think we might and it all sounds yummyfrickenlicious, but also very unnerving...and i know he says it's not for me to concern myself with what goes on back home, but that doesn't mean that i don't think about it because i do...and quite often...

the one thing i do know and understand is that Ghostie will make the best choice for all of us, and so i take comforts in that, but with 8 and a half weeks left until the big day arrives when Ghostie is finally in the states, i'm still struggling with all sorts of thoughts...and even admittedly, some silly dreams i know better than to have...

the moment you say never is the moment you commit yourself to doing exactly the thing you swore yourself not to doing...

there is a lil place just around the corner from momma and daddies that the kids call lovers lane...its a dead ended road with nothing more than a bunch of trees, in the distance behind the trees is a clearing, acres upon acres of land owned by a couple who probably have heard rumor of the tails that take place in their backyard...

momma says to me that my brothers used that path to escape the law many times as they took off running from home over the years, and i can see why...the trees are emmensely thick, its very private, and very easy to hide...it's also very cozy...

if i was a rich lilone i might own a lil piece of property like that (of course i'd have to call on my cousin to come out and build me my own private lil lakefront too...but then i'm rich right so i can afford it ~*winks*~) ...hence the dreaming...

but i could just picture the years down the line in a place like that...

a private lil hideaway off in the woods, maybe an A-frame...definiately cabin~country feel...likes the one i used to go to in Arrowhead...mmmmmm... i stilllll miss that place...annnnyhows...

once again i have to be realistic... 6 more years have to pass before lil miss moonie can go to work full time at a real job that would even remotely begin to pay for a place such as that...

6 more years have to pass...then maybe i can start living the life i've always dreamed...but then, in 6 more years perhaps life won't be what it is today, perhaps i will have dug holes so deep i can't even begin to crawl out of them...

and perhaps...perhaps in 6 more years...maybe dreams really will become realities



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