Do you ever see your “friends” (aka school friends who you haven’t talked to since you hit puberty) on facebook posting pictures of their fun-filled trips to the Caribbean, Europe, Australia, or somewhere exciting and exotic that you can only dream of travelling to because you have a butt load of student loans? Do you ever wonder where they get the cash to be so luxurious? How did they pay for a undergrad degree and still have money to travel after they graduate? How do they afford those fancy retreats or restaurants?
Do you ever look up in the deep dark blue sky and see a bright, shiny, and seemingly perfect round moon, and then wish that someone you love is also taking this incredible sight in, wherever they are? And if they are, do you wish that they are thinking about you, too? Or do you make a wish for them to wish for you?
Do you ever want to spend time with someone, but then when you do you end up spending that time in silence? Do you wonder what they think about? Do they feel what you feel? Serenity and happiness, or discomfort, awkwardness and wishes to be somewhere else? Are they telling you something with their silence? What are you saying with your silence? What if this silence is doing more damage than good? Or is this silence a bridge for more possibilities and options? Are you satisfied with silence, even when you know time is only threatening to take that someone away?
If you are there wandering, should I whisk you away and show you the way I want us to go?
