This evening I learned something new about myself. I discovered just how much I am willing to lose, by leaving behind, when I’m pushed outside of my comfort zone.
And I’m saying “losing”, only because the cause I was fighting for so far, eventually proved out to be “really not worth fighting for”… So I guess I should start finding a brand new cause.
At the event of “Love and the city” I remember they were talking about a certain anchor each person is trying to grab after a lost love, just so one could “move on”.
Even if that anchor were to be just a beautifully shaped cloud in the sky… because at the smallest wind-blow you’ll find yourself tossed miles away…