Building walls too high to climb out...

I do like that... building walls too high to climb out...  walls I probably should have never let down.  A guard of who I am.  I am not a complete idiot... or moron, well for the most part.  I believe in love and the happily-ever-after.  BUT I think some of us just will never have it.  We are who we are and we live life with expectations of getting treated like we treat other people.  This world is not for me.  So, I will live for my kids, my writing, my studies, and the rest of life can just fall on off.  I no longer care if what I believe is correct or true or even righteous.  I no longer know what I believe.  I hurt.  Once choice, one stand could have made me into what I am supposed to be.  That choice; however, was not mine to make.  :)  Oh, I got the picture and I won't chase anyone who doesn't want to be caught.  Nope.

Beautifully broken.  I like that as well.  A tattoo to come.  As well as a Never Again tattooed over the heart.  What do you think of that? 

So I guess I am going to tackle this desk and the organized chaos.  Research and write... quit procrastinating...

KY is tomorrow - leaving in the morning... a journey for the heart, soul, and spirit.  Let's hope it's gentle hills can soothe my restlessness.

~ V ~