I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
The Way
You asked me for directions. I lied.
The best time to find yourself is when you’re lost.
I have a memory that I hold very dear to me, of driving through mountain valleys. I wasn't sure that I was going the right way, but I was enjoying the view. I was feeling alive.
Last night I read several letters from that summer, and found one referring to that morning "I just learned that I told you the wrong way, I'm sorry."
This post just brought new meaning to one of my favorite experinces.
You asked me for directions. I lied.
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ReplyDeleteI have a memory that I hold very dear to me, of driving through mountain valleys. I wasn't sure that I was going the right way, but I was enjoying the view. I was feeling alive.
ReplyDeleteLast night I read several letters from that summer, and found one referring to that morning "I just learned that I told you the wrong way, I'm sorry."
This post just brought new meaning to one of my favorite experinces.
He knew what he was doing.
love this one
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