every
now and then, you get a push into the mud. For some reason, this seems
to always happen just when you think all is well after the passing of a
storm, just when you think all has settled down. But no. The push is
strong, but there is always something good that helps you back up. it
is a wonder and i sometimes forget how we suddenly re-crossed each
other's paths again. i had once thought that we went totally seperate
ways, but lo and behold, we're face to face again. I guess that just
goes to show that, hey, the world is round. No matter how far west you
go and how far east I go, we'll always get back into each other's faces
and each other's lives.
No. I'm not complaining. I'm actually really, really glad. I'd love
to get pushed down in the mud any day if it means that you'll be there
to help me up... :)
is that about carlos, or happiness? o_O
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