She acts like summer and walks like rain...

Looking for yourself out there ...

What do we do when we seem caught between two lives? Pulled by the past, and drug along by the future? More importantly, who do we be? Ultimately, do we choose who we were because that is familar? Or do we choose to walk the 'dangerous' side, exploring the unfamiliar?

Did you fall from a shooting star? Are you lonely when you find yourself out there?

It is here, in this moment that I find myself falling in the abyss between the past--and the future. Most would argue that between the two stands the present...but does the present exist? Like honestly, can you say now, is now? By the time you've said you're living in the now, the now has become the past, and no longer does present exist. Therefore, I am trapped between the past and future, for the present is an abyss that bridges the two.

Am I making sense?

So now that I've confronted my emotional 'tug of war', what do I do? Who do I choose to be? Are the people who are pulling me into the future going to mold a better me, or are the people of the past the people who truly know me? Do I venture into the unknown perhaps to redefine myself as someone less of who I was before? It's all very confusing...

This weekend has brought my past, and my future together, to create one very odd present.