Too Many Thoughts

August 30, 2012

I have too many thought running amuck around my head to organize them into a complete thought. They seem to have minds of their own that never seem to come in conjunction with one another to make any lick of sense at all. Some days are meant for joy and some for solace and some for peace and some for disturbance. Some are meant for all four. Ending on a note of sad reminiscing leaves one exhausted and drained. The past creeps up when you least expect it gives you a literal punch in the gut leaving you curled on the rough carpet not wanted to see or speak to a soul, but reflect on what happened that is still striking a painful note inside.

I've discovered no matter how much we push the past away, part of us will always remember it. Pushing it away just makes us cowards. It doesn't do any good to dwell on it, but it does well to remember and to reflect. To learn from it, to feel it, because it happened and there is no erasing the past. It hurts sometimes to remember the pain you once felt, but it makes us stronger in the end. Everything happens for a reason, and nothing happens in vain.

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