“I have been here many times before.” (Sia)

Sitting in my office this morning, lost in the faint smell of coffee, I came to the realization that I am living a number of different lives

Each is clearly defined.
Rarely do they intersect or overlap.
(I don’t think I’m alone in this.)

There’s the work life, the fun life, the family life…

How people define me depends upon which of my lives they know. Some lucky individuals get to know more than one and, with time, they become my dear friends. Not simply because they know more of me, but because they accept all of me. My true friends get to know the real me, and they understand that I exist somewhere in the middle of the different lives I lead.

Someplace warm and safe.

Maybe someday I’ll meet you there.

no comments yet

carpe diem. be the first to comment.

leave a comment