I've been thinking again. "Oh no," I hear you cry. "Don't do that, weird things happen when you think." Well, try not to be too alarmed, but I have been pondering over the path of true love.
I became a little philosophical the other day, while commenting on a fellow bloggers blog, and I found myself referring to love as a road full of twists and turns, no entry signs and black holes. On a good day this road can be smooth and calm, with wonderful scenery ahead. Would you agree with me dear readers?
Have you ever felt as if you were on a bumpy road, with signs saying 'broken heart, 2 miles' or 'communication problems - this way!'?
Perhaps you've been travelling way too fast on this road, and you know you should slow down, before things escalate out of control and someone gets seriously hurt. That someone probably being yourself. "I know I should slow down," you may think, "but I'm living on the edge and enjoying myself far too much." Bang! Crash! Wallop! That's you falling down a dirty, great big ditch. If only you'd seen it coming, if only you'd read the signs. Now you're going to have to fathom out how to remove yourself from this nasty, lonely hole, and get things back on track.
But, it's not all pit holes and problems. Sometimes things are quite nice. Sometimes the road is a pleasure to travel on. You may be going along cautiously, admiring the view and thinking, "This is what I've been waiting for. This is what it's all about!"
Oh I've had my fair share of driving too fast, ignoring the signs and hoping the road will stop at 'Worthwhile City' or 'Happiness Valley'. Unfortunately I seem to have a knack of finding 'Is this it? Town' and 'Not what you were looking for Road'.
Still, ever the optimistic romantic I am, I know the road will one day stop at a breath taking, beautiful situation.
In the mean time, maybe I should learn to read a map first?!
Picture of the day:
Roses are red.