deciding decisions

was never my strong suit. and this is odd like Alice's mirror, because i realize i am stubborn as hell most times. still, when i think of you and the trek you've forced me to drag myself over these last few months...yep, i have to say that deciding decisions has never been my strong point. really the only decision that i've stuck with is that "i do" is not for weddings only, and that it lasts after death like fingernails and teeth. like rose bushes with roots so deep that not even a 4x4 can rip them out of the ground.

And really i think today is about looking back, seeing where i've come from and figuring out what that means to where i'm going. the dreams are still coming, and the tattle tell twist in my guts that links you to me. i wonder if you still feel it? or better yet, if you ever felt it. i wonder if it was only my own strange intuition, the bird on my shoulder that always told me what the horizon was doing before i got there. oh. the agony.