In the Forest

It is not okay. None of it is okay. An intervention is in order, but I'm not sure it should be coming from me. It's like an addiction, and I promise I've been there. This is not healthy or beneficial in anyway. I wish I could say that it is. In the end, all you've done is wasted your time . I've done it on countless occasions. I hope we'll both be wiser when next time rolls around. It's depressing and pessimistic, and real. This is not the right time. I hate to tell you to do more waiting. I know it's all we ever do. Please don't forget to live in the meantime. Don't fall into bitterness or self pity. Remember that harsh, moody writing isn't for everyone. I wish I could make this easier for you, for both of us. But we'll just continue to hack our way through the forest of unknowns. And in this magical forest there are sometimes when the shadows confuse you. There are times you get lost and walk hopelessly in circles. Sometimes you follow a previously marked path that leads to a disastrous dead end. But keep looking for that clearing somewhere in the middle of the forest where the trees are less dense, and the sun's hope can reach you. It's a journey we each have to make on our own. Best of luck.