Hello Dearest Readers:
I hope, as always, that my post finds you doing as absolutely delightful as fate will let you. 🙂
A little about me for this post, I suppose.
To those of us living in the Midwest, spring seems to have decided to push old man winter out of the way. It couldn’t have come soon enough, friends. A little about me, Spring is my second-favorite season. It’s all too easy, I think, to get caught up in all of the poetic perfectness of spring. The new beginning, new life, fresh start-type stuff, yknow what I’m talking about.
I’m not, dearest readers, all that sentimental, but I find it incredibly easy to be that way in spring. So many experiences that I’ve come to cherish, though most not from the start, have had either their beginning or end in spring. There have been very few romantic relationships (I saw romantic here, but I assure you, most of them were not romantic) in which I became at all emotionally attached to the person I was seeing. Four, I guess I might say. Of those four, an astonishing number of them (three) have ended in spring.
At this point, many of you would rightly be wondering why spring is not my least-favorite season. I would understand, dear readers, seeing as spring has been mostly spent with me recovering from a bruised heart- something I do not handle well at all.
I’m not at all certain even to myself why spring holds such meaning for me. If I had to guess, I would say that perhaps it’s because I’ve grown the most during springs. When moving on from someone I’ve felt attached to I tend to do a lot of self-renovating; re-evaluating where I am in relation to the person that I want to be. Part of me, I’m sure, thinking that if I was the person I want to be, then I wouldn’t have fallen prey to such a stupid boy. More than that, I think I have taken the greatest strides in becoming who I am in the unhappy times that spring often brings me. It’s all too easy in the throes of a romantic relationship to believe that you are whole and complete in who you are; surely if someone finds you desirable you can’t be all that bad.
And so, I’m sure, you are apt to ask, “What about this spring?”
It’s true that this spring once again finds me in the aforementioned situation, after a years absence from such detestable feelings. That being said, there are a lot of things I’d like to iron out this spring, and I hope that you, dearest readers, will join me. I’d like to continue to explore the idea from my last post, how 9/11 has changed the way we view the world and seek to reconcile events in the greater world and how the change our personal world. I’d also like to delve deeper into some of the writings I’ve done in the past on Atheism, using some Atheist writers and philosophers as my guide. Lastly, I’d like to explore the philosophy of love a bit more than I have in the past, seek to reconcile the way I feel about love and relationships with my personal philosophy about the world in general. We’ve an exciting journey ahead, and I’m excited at what we might uncover.
Wishing you an awesome till-next speak!
until next time,