Reckless Serenade.: Feliz cumpleaños Harry Judd

If there's one thing I've learned is that we're being guided, and signs lead the way.

The question is, where do you start looking for them?

Signs of course can be good or bad, but they should never be ignored.

Signs don't always mean what we think they do. They can after all be confusing, especially in today's world where we're constantly bombarded by them. Still it's up to us to interprt them the best way we know how. It's called survival.

Unfortunately, waiting for the right sign to come along can be frustrating, wich is why sometimes you have to make the signs come to you.

On the other hand, some signs come to you even when you wish they wouldn't.

And some signs, though seductive, should absolutely not be followed.

When you're in a hurry you can't be too picky about the signs. As long as it causes a few sparks, what more can you ask for?

Unfortunately, not every spark is a positive one.

Of course, in the cosmic scheme of things, signs tend to balance eachother out.

For instance, when one says "closed", another one says "come on in".

Sometimes signs are so obvious only a fool could miss them.

It's not easy starting new lives, following new signs, especially when the old ones keep getting in the way.

Signs can come at any time and from anywhere, but when you get one, you have no choice but to follow it, even if it leads you right into danger.

Some times, signs are subtle, easily missed, but if you're lucky enough to catch them, they tend to send you in the right direction.

On the other hand, if you miss them, they can bite you in the ass big time.

I's funny sometimes where signs lead you rarely where you thought you'd go, but always where you belong.

I discovered that, just like Alice, no matter how wild the ride, signs will sometimes lead you right back to where you started from... changed, different.. but.. home.

Reckless Serenade.

miércoles, 22 de diciembre de 2010

Feliz cumpleaños Harry Judd

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