dichotomy

"She's such an amazing woman," She said. " I don't think there's a shallow bone in her body."

For some reason when my friend said that about a particular woman she admired I felt the deepest sense of conviction. "Could that be said about me?" I wondered. Without pause I knew the answer to that would have to be no. That surity disappointed me.

I have felt for some time now that I lost something along the way. I can't decided if I've become someone I'm not, or if I've become the someone that I am. Or if I'm really stuck somewhere in between just waiting for the right person to come along and 'bring out the best' in me if it's in there.

On the other hand I think the last few weeks have helped me to feel and understand some things in a way that's more deep and real; invaluably more than I ever did before. Some depth regained I suppose.

I know that the key to a good post is to make it short and sweet, so I'll end this. I'm still trying to figure out a small way to encompass the last month. Maybe I'll figure it out before the month is over.

ps: the tall cowboy is moving back to the midwest.

pps: i did not have a crush on a hick, he just happened to be riding right before i saw him.

ppss: no love lost here.