Do you feel it; the negative energy on our planet
rises with the temperature. Every individual interaction creates energy. The
more hate we throw around; the more is coming our way. It’s a snowball of karma
aimed at us.
We want to be positive, loving people, but somebody
has an asshole moment in your direction, so now, we’re pissed. This was your
friend; how could they?
Discussing it only brings on more bull in the form
of lies and excuses, so why bother?
At an age where you’ve seen it all before, the games
become instantly recognized; you see how people advance themselves with others.
You try to be careful of new people, but when you have nobody, you really must
give it a try.
Here’s the thing; in the last few years, I’ve been
burned so much that I’m beginning to relish my alone time. My favorite time is
alone in public places where people delight me. I am the friendly older woman
smiling or perhaps observing what a fine family you have. Our exchange creates
a spark of positive energy.
This may be a shame, but I don’t care to get to
know people well enough for them to have an opinion on how I live, call me a
bitch, or tell me what I should do.
I respect your choices; be who you are, but show me
the same respect. Don’t be duplicitous with me; my forgiveness is not a forgone
conclusion. Once you lose my respect, we’re over no matter what else you have
to offer.
The inevitable choice to be an asshole back or to
walk away discharging as little negative energy as possible; flip a freaking
coin, I can go either way; I am not the woman of my dreams.
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