I missed this girl so much that I ran a red light thinking about her.
Simply from a few minutes in a GAP store singing to NAO side by side. I’ll never see her again in this lifetime. But it’s not appropriate to make friends while someone is on the job, is it?
This week I also met my roommate from the hospital at a swing class.
“Don’t tell my boyfriend. We met in an art class.” We exchanged a small high-five and smiled faintly.
(taking up space in the underbelly of illness is an achievement all its own)
I now understand that the most beautiful regrets are the ones
bleeding-fleeting-gone.
It’s not the “little things” in life… it’s the “big things.” Do I dare to do something no one ever said was OK or acceptable for me to do?
I anticipated leaving this world in my mid 20s. Now that I’m here… I have exceeded my limits and everything else is just bonus.
We keep secrets… and with every interaction, we dare to create them anew.