Last night I watched Tuesdays with Morrie, I feel a little muddled about it now, like seeing through a rain-streaked window. The rain is my mind trying to wash away the glass of my perception. But I know that if I don’t wipe it away, the rain will dry on the glass and leave moisture that dust will stick to making the glass dirty… muddled, I know.
I also finished Twilight, the book, before going to bed. That was a little bit easier to digest. But still gave me something to chew over emotionally. I keep thinking, if I were in either of Bella or Edward’s shoes, would I do the same things they did? I’ve had the occasion of finding someone whom I thought I would never be able to live without, been in that uncertain position between running away, and staying to see what would happen next.
Although, fiction can never compare with reality, sometimes I wish that it could be as convenient, as certain of the outcome, as simple as it should be.
Which brings us back to Morrie and a question I pose to myself and to you: Do you do things out of love or out of fear?
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Morrie says, "Life is a series of pulls, back and forth... A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. Most of us live somewhere in the middle. A wrestling match...Which side wins? Love wins. Love always wins."
And as hard as it can be to swallow, the truth is, sometimes it is as simple as that.
Would that it were as easy to live by.
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