This sad-but-true observation from a friend: "The heart knows little of dead ends."
Wonder if there's a way to teach one's heart to recognize such things. Probably not. Sometime in the last five or 10 years, as I watched the people around me and as I experienced single life again, I realized that we really don't get to choose who we fall in love with. And that, friends, is a very scary prospect.
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Periodic epiphanies and other less-than-profound musings from the North.
About Me
- MG
- I'm a mother and friend and daughter who sometimes moonlights as a writer, editor, designer, photographer and superflak. I'm a lousy bureaucrat and don't really know what it feels like to be middle-of-the-road about anything.
1 comment:
What a wise friend you have. ;) Too bad that, as my German grandma always said: "We get too soon old, and too late schmart."
Hey, check out the new look of my blog! You can see I wasted lots of time today.
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