Changed my mind afterwards
2 years ago
This is how it used to be. And I thought it was worth it but now I’m absolutely happy loving them as much as I love myself. It’s a different kind of love, anyway.
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not that simple.
2 years ago
Yes at times I’ve done this… but many times I have been far from this… and even many more times I have thought I was doing this but I really wasn’t. This is something to battle with and meditate on for a lifetime.
when this is a bad idea.
3 years ago
Today I loaned out my car. Why not? Shawn just lost his job and has time during the day. I had class and obviously couldn’t use it. Well… during a series of unfortunate events (he ran out of money and minutes on his phone, he thought I got out of class at 5 but really I got out at 6, I left my phone at home charging etc..) we couldn’t find each other on campus, couldn’t call each other, and missed each other at my house by 20 mintues. I left my work time sheet in the car, so I couldn’t turn it in. oh-well. I walked home in the rain, that was okay. My roomates say he came looking for me right before I came home- but then he left with my car. I couldn’t go to my grandmothers for dinner as I planned. That’s was a bummer. Now I’ve been here two hours and no word. This isn’t so cool. My anxiousness is on the verge of anger. sigh. I’m not really feeling the love right now. :-p
EVERY stranger has a unique story that brought them to the place they’re in when your lives crash. Most of the people that you are least likely to give the time of day have lived a more fascinating, or sobering, existance than you and I ever will.
Take Calvin for example. The first time I suspiciously opened my door to him it was 11 p.m. and I couldn’t imagine why this homeless man came so late to ask if I needed snow shoveled. Now I love him like a grandfather and a few nights a week he eats over and plays a few rounds of cards with me. I may never have known his war stories, or how he ended up in Detroit after loosing his job in a California factory, or that he’s fighting cancer.
All I’m saying is a little love goes a long way. If you take off your tainted and scratched protective glasses, you can really see people. The world will make more sense.
