sleeves are for snot and hearts.

hmmmm....I have realized......

I tend to wear my heart in places other than where it belongs....that would be inside my chest. I never really have learned to keep it hidden, just exposed and loving is what it knows best. I guess I'll have to learn the hard way. But really, is it learning? Could that be confused with living? I mean, if I hide for a lifetime until the "one" comes along, wasn't there a waste of heart in life when it could be loving the whole time? Why the eff hide it? Let it be and let it serve it's purpose and just beat. Chances are it's going to beat at something or someone when we least expect it. And we wouldn't know it unless we let it be.

I have always kept in mind to expect the unexpected and remain honest with myself and the hearts that surround me. It's not something that happens overnight, but an ongoing process. In all, that is the best I can do for myself. Dang life is truly what it is L.I.F.E.

Randomness and inspiration from an evening of the unexpected. Here's to positive heartbeats and all in between.

I'm OUT.
E.

PS. This might not have been a very positive or Elisalike post, but nonetheless honest.