Campfyre Stories

I have a penchant for melodrama.  I also have tendencies to overreact on a regular basis.

It is not the end of the world, it never was, and even though I sort of was acting/feeling like it was, I always knew it wasn’t.  It’s just the way I operate.

Too many things to think about.  Too little patience for letting things run their course.  Too much time on my hands.  Too much time fantasizing about what could be, whether or not it actually *is*.

These are the things that will eventually destroy me, of that I am sure.  These are the things that do, on a regular basis, serve to destroy parts of me.

I’m feeling more jaded than I was three days ago.  I can feel myself starting to chill emotionally.  This is a cycle that I fall into fairly often and, while I always come out, I come out just a little closer to bitter than I was before…  but sweet and bitter are opposite sides of the same coin and too much sugar is not good for anyone.  As sweet as I can be, as sweet as I often see life as being, I think that a little bitterness from time to time is probably good for me.

I need to learn patience.  I need to temper the way I operate and how I act and react.  Now is as good a time as any to start putting forth conscious effort into being better at not rushing things, futile though that may feel/seem/sound.

Temperance is the word of the moment.  Learning to accept things as they are, want though I may for them to change, I cannot control the world.  I know this, I have always known this, but I keep losing sight of it.

We are ever-changing, ever-evolving people - all of us.  I just don’t understand why it’s so difficult to make the conscious changes when the subconscious and unconscious changes happen with such frequency.

Let’s try riding it out and not overthinking.  Let’s try letting go of the thoughts that so often consume me.  Let’s try something new.

It’s time for a change.  Temperance is a good word.

~FG };^>