I guess I'll take my time.

A torrent of happiness has been pouring upon my previously dry shoulders throughout the past few days. Perhaps if I had not dwelled so long on the disagreeable events of the earlier half of this year, I could have opened myself up to such contentedness a little earlier. But what matters most is that I have moved on. The wasted time is not so consequential when the possibility of upcoming experiences is thought of. As I read over these few sentences I realise that they sound rather out of character, but the feelings expressed are very true.

Something that I have been hoping for and anticipating for what feels an age has happened at last. I have mentioned it very briefly in previous blog entries from many months ago, but recently things have been building up and they finally came to a head last Friday night at about 2am. I think I will remain characteristically enigmatic in terms of the details, but it does once again relate to love and romance and all of that silly stuff (of course it does, I am a teenage girl with little else to occupy my mind). This has all made me realise that action and truth are not to be feared and avoided to the extent that I have been doing such. My confidence has been growing exponentially. And although I will always be my awkward self when discussing matters of romance, the euphoria that has engulfed me since this happened will help me to understand the importance of being honest (or earnest, as the case may be).

On a related note, throughout this weekend I’ve been thinking a lot about how entirely different an individual’s experience of the world is from what is objectively true (if such a truth even exists, of which I am doubtful). After that extraordinary evening, the days that followed seemed so odd in their comparable normality. Internally, I felt so altered, while all about me was as it has always been. I’ve thought a lot about this kind of concept before because of a piece of writing I created last year. Changes in subjective perspective colour one’s life so much more than changes in the external world.

And I promise that in my next entry I will not write about any thoughts I may have regarding love or relationships. It’s probably getting a little tiring.