can you make a mistake and miss your fate?

At a time when I've been feeling confused in many aspects of my life it is so comforting to have stumbled upon my very, very, very favourite quote of all time. Thank you.

"Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're very lucky, a plane ride away." - Sex and the City

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sleepy

I've been going off just few hours of sleep for the past little while; today I'm especially tired.

There are weeks when we simply anticipate the weekend, and then there are days - like today - when we're on our knees begging for it to come.

Enjoy this tune. It's my absolute favourite. Let it take you away to wherever you want to be this evening. At home, at a friends, at an event, at a place of understanding - or even the weekend...

the meaning

Have you ever loved a song and not quite understood exactly what you thought it meant.

You could try wrapping different situations you're going through into the song but there are certain lyrics and meanings that don't quite match.

That's happened to me with a few favourites.

Recently, I have found out their meaning. I've been put in situations where suddenly these songs make so much sense. My situation must have been exactly what these artists were writing about.

I understand you. Now that I'm here, maybe it was better when I didn't know.

okay okay

So as some of you may recall, part of my new years resolution was to be more friendly/forgiving/open-minded to people.

Throughout the past several years I've felt a loathing towards a particular teen idol. I couldn't stand her popularity at such a young age, I've felt that she isn't nearly as attractive as people seem to think she is and I've stated on many occasions that I do not think she has a great voice anyway (nor acting ability.)

Yes, I'm talking about Miley Cyrus.

My sister has begged to differ since the early days of Hannah Montana. She has been a long-standing fan of Miley and we've often teased each other about our opposing views.

With trying to keep to my new years resolution with giving people a chance, I downloaded several of Miley's songs. I didn't listen to them much before tonight and suddenly I've discovered a small but sure change of heart.

Yes. I've said it. I, Meltab, am admitting to have actually enjoyed the songs I have listened to.

Feel free to ridicule me or point out that I may be showing the signs of a hypocrite, but I am here at 2:41 in the morning willing to acknowledge that I made a snap judgement in the past that turned into a stubborn grudge towards this young girl and I am willing to state now that she actually seems like an interesting individual and her songs are indeed catchy.

So there.

I've said it. Okay?!

It's funny what can happen when we decide to finally let things or people into our hearts. It is too often that we hold things so strongly against each other that these negative feelings blind us from a lot of truth.

Today, try to open up to someone and see what happens...

over it

There comes a time when you suddenly realize you're over it. Lots of weighing out options lots of pros and cons, lots of stressing, lots of outbreaks due to stress and rubbing of the face. Suddenly you realize its unavoidable. Its thereeee.

Distance makes the Heart Grow Fonder

There's that feeling... that familiar feeling of knowing you're going on vacation.

As the days approach to your getaway you suddenly can't stand your house. You've got to get out of here. Got to get where the grass is greener.

While this anticipation and rush can be great and exhillerating - and even last almost the entire trip - the thought of returning home as the end of your vacation approaches slowly but surely strengthens.

You want to get home. You miss the usual. You miss the routine. You miss your bed, your food, your regular clothes, your comfort.

Funny how distance makes the heart grow fonder... and perhaps in more ways then one.

What if we applied the vacation scenario to relationships? What if we suddenly feel an itch to be "less available" to our significant other? What if suddenly we seek a bit of distance? To "test the greener grass" if you will.

This time it doesn't seem as simple. We can't just hop on a plane and travel to somewhere new. This is more tricky. This is more touchy. This is way more risky. In fact, the thought seems taboo.

But what if you've got too much of a good thing? What if you need to step back to access?

The most frightening thought I suppose, would be that one chooses, in fact, to travel to a new place.... chooses to test the waters... chooses to step onto new grass... and just when they start to miss that homey feeling, they realize they don't have the option of a return ticket.

They say distance makes the heart grow fonder. Well, just how far can we go?