You ever wonder about the line between fantasy and reality?
I guess I've had occasion to wonder about that recently and I'm still not sure about it all.
When does following your heart or your 'gut' become less important than the so called 'really important' things in life?
What is the actual really important thing in life?
Is it the house, the car, the job, the clothes, the 'image'......
.....or is it the feeling? The bit that gets your blood going? The stuff that keeps you dreaming and hoping and looking for what makes you tick?
I suppose there should be a balance in there somewhere, but it never quite seems to work like that does it? Not in my life anyway, not so far......
Mind you, there has so rarely been balance in my life that I probably wouldn't know it if it came up and bit me on the arse......which it couldn't miss (see post below :)
But if I were to choose the really important thing right now? Given that I don't have any major money, I have a job and will even be getting paid for it soon, I have just been through the most horrendous year of my life thus far, my kids and I aren't out of it yet either, my mother is going to die soon and I will be here till she does and then I don't know....
Given all that, plus the broken relationship, the child who has come through her own hell and still wobbles on the edge there, the other children who are doing their best to cope in all this crap, the little brother who doesn't know which way to turn....all that stuff
Given all of that, what do I think is important?
Actually, I'm pretty sure it is following your heart and hoping for the good stuff. Because you never know what crap life is going to throw into the 'balance' now do you. And a house is just a house, a job is just a job but living should be more than just existing in a bubble, however pretty it is.
What do you think?