Sometimes I feel like I'll never learn. I find myself questioning my judgement, my choices when I'm faced with familiar mistakes.
How did I end up here again? And then I wonder if anyone else ever feels this way?
I understand the language of solitude as I navigate its comforting corridors. It's when I try to push myself outside of my insulated world, (and comfort zone), that it becomes confusing.
I've worn my heart on my sleeve this year, my insight and intuition forsaken in favor of getting outside of my head in an effort to connect.
I've made excuses and negated my feelings, dismissing truths to rewrite the story in a favorable light, because too much disappointment can beat a girl down.
This year has kicked me to the curb with humility and buoyed me when I needed it most. And while I've repeated a few mistakes, (I'm loyal to a fault), I've also faced those mistakes with clarity and honesty and come to this last day of 2011 knowing that love really is the answer and love is all I need.
