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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
100. J.A.R.B - Dreaming
I had a dream the other day. I was walking along some country road, talking to Natalie. And although I can't remember what it was that I said, or what it was that happened, all I can remember of that dream is the feeling that came from it. Somehow, all of my problems became insigificant. Something perfect had happened, something to take away all of my cares. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. It's not that my problems weren't there, it's not that i simply didn't care about them, but it was that one thing, that made them all look so small. Maybe it was only the stars I was walking below that made me feel, so tiny. And maybe it was simply the person I was walking beside, who made me feel, so safe.
Somehow, my troubles seemed to shrink one size, maybe two; or five. But the real truth is that it was only a feeling. Only a feeling that managed to make it all go away. Only a feeling, to do so much. They drive us, take us places. They make things make sense, and make things equally confusing. They take and they give, change and stay the same. Feelings can be awkward, and feelings can be beautiful. Feelings can be anything you want, but you can't change the fact that you should always follow your heart. And let those emotions, let it be lust, hate, regret, sorrow, grief, happiness, excitement, or love, drive you to places you may never have been before. Always follow your heart, no matter what logic tells you.
I'm not really sure where I'm going with this one, my hundredth word of advice to all who find themselves reading this. I guess, within this post, and every one before it, and every one that shall come after it; there lies a feeling. One that I hope you can easily find. And maybe, with any luck, you'll follow it aswell. To wherever it may take you. An old friend, or somewhere completely new.
“How we feel a surge of love for a partener but we don't say anything because we're frozen with the fear of what those words might do to the relationship."
- Jones posted this bad boy on 3:15 PM
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