A Letter From Self

And then one day, you just let go. Like, wow . . .And suddenly all is well.Be advised, however, that the day does not always come quickly and the trips around the world do not come easily. But rest assured, a morning comes and somehow, the sunrise looks different. You see yourself in the mirror. You feel the need to “clean house” so-to-speak.No more reliving old conversations or rehearsing what you’ll say next, if you ever see that person again. And it’s not that yesterday never happened or that yesterday never meant anything. And it’s not that the pain didn’t hurt or that nothing happened. No, pains have their own memory and they fit into their own pockets of time.I say this because pains tend to linger and wander in our thoughts,I agree.I do agree.But life has a way that can be twisted and crooked like a dark road to nowhere. And this might seem like a mystery.Maybe . . . And you wonder what happened.And the answer is this –What happened is time did you the favor of allowing you the…