Its better to have loved and lost, than…
I was talking to a friend a little while ago, like most of our conversations the topics normally hover around food and relationships. Whilst both make the heart beat faster, especially food, the one that is more synonymous with hearts is relationships or love if you will. I suggested that wouldn’t it be great if we had a portal or window into the future and saw the person who you’d end up with. Like when you fast-forward a movie to reveal the plot. Wouldn’t it save a lot of time and hassle? Instead of wasting time with people who you will never connect with, just to be able to see the person you will ultimately have.
The notion sounds brilliant, some may argue that this distorts reality but don’t you feel this way sometimes. Where will I be in 10 years time? could reveal something you probably didn’t want to see. I keep trying to imagine my future, my life and relationships, I keep thinking about the ambivalent road ahead. The opacity is always overwhelming, so I reside myself to the strange thoughts in my head. The power of Why was discussed today and the power it holds, Why can I not see into the future? perhaps I am unworthy of the answer, or more harrowing, undeserving of one.
One thing I can be sure of is writing, there is no mystery in that, I muse, I write, I type in an endeavour to entertain. I weave words into the page and tantalise people, I suppose I will continue to do so. I sent a collection to a publisher to receive the usual rejection letter. I am afraid to be accepted now, fear I may have a heart attack if I were to receive an approval message. But the musing of the heart is a very powerful thing, the power of why is always present but the answer undoubtedly lies within the heart. I plan to unlock this through the continued conservation of my writing. Persistence does not require why.