“In the forest, there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. Every day, the straight tree would say to the crooked tree, “Look at me…I’m tall, and I’m straight, and I’m handsome. Look at you…you’re all crooked and bent over. No one wants to look at you.” And they grew up in that forest together. And then one day the loggers came, and they saw the crooked tree and the straight tree, and they said, “Just cut the straight trees and leave the rest.” So the loggers turned all the straight trees into lumber and toothpicks and paper. And the crooked tree is still there, growing stronger and stranger every day.”
And it is with that quote by the great Tom Waits that I begin today’s rant.
Independence. It’s a big word right? The pure simplicity of being at one’s own will at any time, any place its astonishing to me, but yet its become so common in our society. Just think, centuries ago we were all connected through our family and nothing but. Heck, you could go your whole life without owning a home and nobody would judge you or even think less of you. Now if you don’t move out after college there must be something wrong with you? Now I’m not saying that I want to live at home with my parents and not make anything of my life, but who are we to judge whose that do? That could just be their own version of independence or freeing…for lack of a better word. I hear buzzing…
:)<—that right there is an instant mood change. You know when you’re in that mood where you really don’t care much, then that special someone texts or calls you? yeah that just happened. Funny how young love does that to ya’. And there is really no way to describe it all. Its just that feeling. That feeling you get when she laughs at one of your cheesy jokes. Or when you’re slow dancing together at a bonfire with nobody but you, her, and the lightening bugs around, and the only words that are spoken are the soft spoken ones whispered into her ear “You’re Beautiful.” Or even just the thought of her makes you smile, makes you want to get out and scream just because. I don’t regret a single one of my past relationships and neither should you. Just because it didn’t work out doesn’t mean he or she wasn’t worth the time. I don’t know I may not fully understand it all yet and I bet no one really does, but I like to think of it as happiness in its purest form. So I say to all you loving couples out there, don’t dim the flame for outside cause, but make it burn brighter because others envy it.
”Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident”
