To New Beginnings!

For those of you who have yet to stumble across something totally inspirational, I’ll help you find your way. Postsecret is an ongoing community art project, whereby people anonymously ‘post secrets’ and a selection are uploaded every Sunday. I’m completely addicted and Postsecret has become a Sunday morning ritual. There’s something comforting knowing that the people we walk the Earth with but never have the privilege of meeting, have the same hopes, fears, dreams and disappointments. As someone who has always felt like the rest of the world could not possibly understand the intense emotions in my mind, the site helps me to not feel so alone.

I save the ones I relate to most, and have recently thought about writing short stories around the secrets that take my fancy. Today, this one did:

As an aspiring writer, I find it ironic that my life could be put straight into a tacky romance novel. Maybe I should write about it? Then maybe I’d get paid for my heartbreak. It wouldn’t make things better, but at least a new pair of killer shoes would help to ease the pain.

For those who don’t know me personally, I’ve recently come to the end of a relationship that started off perfectly. Lucas was... Lucas is... Perfect in my eyes in every aspect. Not one to anger quickly, he’s thoughtful and honest, confident in himself and his thoughts. He’s a talented musician with an artistic flair that most would kill to have half of. The guy has a sense of maturity, originality and uniqueness that I admired from the start. This isn’t including his smouldering dark eyes and perfect American smile that can light up the town.

I respect Lucas and respect him enough to not get into the ins and outs of where things went wrong. As Nick would say: “Classy lady”. However I will say that I hope the happy endings in novels can happen in real life. I hope that this is the part in the story where the girl leaves the guy because she can’t take anymore and flees. The guy then realises what a terrible mistake he’s made and chases her half way across the world to say “I’m sorry. I love you”. I’d like to say that this adds to my ‘hopelessly romantic’ charm but I’m afraid I’m fresh out of hope. I’m fresh out of romance. I think my love story ends right here. Single.

I’d like take the time now to congratulate my best friend Jason. As I was ending one chapter of my life, he was starting another by being accepted into the University of California. I’m so proud of him. He’s overcome a lot of struggles to get where he is today and I admire him for that. Toasting to new beginnings with him has given me a sense of excitement about the future.

I’ll leave you with a couple of songs that are perfect descriptors of how I've felt about my heartache over the last few weeks. But I’ll also leave you with the knowledge that I’m looking forward to everything that life has to give me and I'm moving forward.