Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. - Semisonic
The emotional range of the human mind is a phenomenal spectrum. Our ability (and inability) to accurately (and inaccurately) perceive ourselves in relationship to our environment and in relationship to each other is simultaneously a magnificently sharp and sometimes wildly clumsy attribute.
The emotional stock we take in small moments is incredible - the vastly inane and sometimes misconstrued elements, the reading between the lines and the assumptions.
For us there is always the actual moment that occurred as witnessed and described by scientific evidence – pronounceable in layman’s terms - and then there is the way that each individual perceives it, remembers it and responds to it.
The past six years of my life have been a somewhat dizzying roller coaster of meeting moments that do not match their preconceived expectations, accepting what has been dealt, learning to roll with the punches and experiencing a plethora of moments that prove that life, coincidental or not, is relative to your own perceptions and anticipations.
What I have learned over the past six years is that nothing is predictable, nothing is certain, there is only the inevitable, and there is absolutely nothing in this life but probability and possibility.
I recognize this, this morning, as one of my best friends drives away en route to LAX after spending the brevity of a week hanging out in Los Angeles. The high that the human brain experiences when reconnecting with a good friend can be intoxicating and the slow fade that follows when their visit comes to an end can be jarring.
Such is true for break-ups and the multiple layers of relationships that we share with each other. The weight of a friendship and the love of a partner can be felt so heavily in the chest and the fluctuation of emotions is also seamlessly distributed there. There is that empty, hollow chest feeling that accompanies loneliness and then there is that brilliant, beacon burning a bright spot in your chest that accompanies happiness.
What we experience in this life is unique to our response, and ultimately maybe more directly related to our response time. What we know with much certainty is that this experience will expire. How we choose to utilize our time here, who we choose to spend it with and whether we choose to dwell in the valleys or quest for the apex, well that’s what makes the experience unique to our own comprehensions.
Thankfully, I have been built with the support of some of the most architecturally sound pillars and my journey has been met by some of the most brilliantly perceptive mapmakers.
Yeah, I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
Take me home...