Last Kiss
Sitting at the table like every morning drinking all the coffee and listening to music. Funny how you can hear songs over and over but never really hear them.
One part of the song keeps replaying in my mind:
You might be the last person on Earth that I will ever kiss.
Heard this song tons, but this morning…whoa...
That is one heavy sentence.
Since resigning from my job and really stepping back and reflecting on dating, love, careers, life…
I am still sort of lost, confused, scratching my head.
I have had so much time to think... Too much time to think.
My mind has been reeling on past relationships, past love. What path to take. What level of a comfort zone do I want to live in? Am I going to be brave? Am I going to have that courage that whispers or roars?
To find that person that is the last person on Earth to ever kiss?? That takes some guts.
Do I go back to the old ways? Past relationships? Take the easy way?
I mean that is comfortable. I know what the risk/cost is on that path.
The fork in the road is resonating.
Take the left, middle, right??
Where is my map? My compass? My fancy Garmin watch that will lead me.
I think I am extra guarded because I made a change, and it bit me in the butt…. So now I’m all skittish.
Just staring at that path.. Thinking about the weight of the last person to kiss…the weight of major career changes.
Is this what a mid-life crisis is??
Because baby I am telling you... This whole empty nester, career revelation, looking for love journey is tricky.
Why can’t I just get hair transplants and a fancy sports car instead???
Trying to choose a path for the next chapter…
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