On The Road Again

At some point in your life you may realize that you were meant to travel through this journey on your own without a companion.  It stings at first, then you get used to it.  Well, maybe you never get used to it.

Sometimes the strongest woman you see during the day is the one who cries herself to sleep at night.

Things usually start out great in relationships, then you realize, in that moment of clarity, that it will never work.  It just cannot.  Someone told me the other day that he loves me.  For some reason I just don't believe it is real.  If I let go, it will hurt.  It will be painful.  It won't last.  When you know this, when you really know this, do you still go on with the relationship or do you just call it quits?  When do you get courage to let go?  Is it at that moment of realization?  Is it after a few weeks or months?  Is it right before you walk down the aisle?  Is it right after the marital kiss and you definitely know it's wrong so you just don't sign the papers?

Our brain (or our heart/chest) tells us something, but is it doubt?  Is it fear of the past coming through keeping us from possible happiness or is it real?  What is perceived is real, right?  Perception is everything, is it not?  Is there some reason that I long to feel loved, but run when there is even the possibility? 

How do you know when it is instinct screaming at you or paranoia buzzing in your head?  The mind can play tricks on you or try to protect you and the signals get crossed.  If you touch a hot stove burner out of curiosity as a child, you learn and the brain reminds you to stay away.  Self preservation kicks in.  It seems the same with emotions. If a person never experiences emotional anguish, though, can that person ever truly understand joy or happiness?  Don't we have to know one to know the other?

"The life I love is making music with my friends...Going places that I've never been.  Seein' things that I may never see again...on the road again."