Often we think that we know what we want in life. Usually it has something to do with a nice comfy living that includes a mate (or for some of us mates), a place of living that is comfortable and to be stess free.
I think that I could say that I have a fair amount of that. I have set some goals. But what seems to be a reocurring issuse is my choice in interpersonal relationships.
Now I am not talking about someone who I am screwing, fucking or making love (cause you all know that there is a difference in all three). But I am talking about just the interaction that we have have with people on a daily basis.
Seemingly I am caught in a parallel state when dealing with humans. I try to treat them the way that I want to be treated (which in itself is selfish and self gratifying). But sometimes people to include myself just do not fit into the life that you are really working for. And the roles that they serve change. But is this wrong...I mean am I a bad person just because my life has taken a course that no longer includes them on that level?
People are in your life for a season...one that is predetermined before you have even met. So when that season is over do we mourn what we have no control over?
