It never fails that your past will always end up finding you at some point in your future. After running into an old beau that I had not seen or talked to in years I found myself walking away from our brief encounter very pensive. Not in the way that one might think after running into an old flame. There were no feelings of “what if” but rather it was more of a sensation in thinking there goes a stranger I use to know so well.
Relationships are truly one of life’s greatest puzzlements. How is it you can spend years getting to know someone inside and out, seeing them at their best and worst, and then one day it can all end and the realm of strangers sets in.
What is there to be said about leopards not changing their spots? So many believe that change is something that is inevitable in us, and yet my brief encounter with my past proved that the person standing in front of me was a stranger. He had changed. So what is this contradiction about? Perhaps the answer is... it just fits right in with the confusion that embodies relationships?
I can’t say where I am really going with this entry other than for those who are not afraid of their past keep you heads held high. For those that would rather avoid it… I suggest keeping your eyes on the sidewalk… cause it’s always when you least expect it on some random Tuesday afternoon, while you're carrying an awkward bright blue rain barrel… and voilà... it’s upon you.
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| and yes... this is exactly what it looked like! |
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