Should Be Dining Together….

The tables have turned. We are on the other end of the room, looking through one another’s eye living the others life. I said I would never, you said you have never. I down played your style, while you admired mine. You came home day after day to responsibilities that kept you in the daze. Me, I was void of responsibility, keeping me flexible and ready to go. You woke up one day and decided you were going to join me in my journey, walking out the door in search for freedom. I woke up today and from one of my decisions I couldn’t walk out the door; I was forced by happen stance to stay. You called me up and told me that it was time you started to live. I responded that I just died. We were going in different directions again, but somehow we continue to meet in passing. You explained that you sat still for so long waiting for the courage to move again. I said I was moving so fast that I hit a wall and now I must slow down. Slowly I realized my “must” turned to “should”, and “should” turned to “want”; I was starting to enjoy this settling down thing. At first I felt I was trapped, but I realized I was let free. I have something to look forward to, no more leaving things behind. Brother, you are starting to enjoy SETTLING down. I left behind a family because I always thought you were the one moving forward. I started to believe they were slowing me down, but now I am living in the fast lane, not recognizing any, no longer taking the time to enjoy the scenery, jumping from one experience to the next, and not taking one moment to truly get experienced. I know what you mean man, I had it all wrong. I thought I was truly living until I met her and was reborn. Man, I thought I was dying, but, I am realizing I died by leaving my life. Our tables have turned and we both agree that we should be eating on the same side of it!!!!