December 18, 2005

• Had dinner with some friends yesterday, conversation was a lil better then the food.  So I sat and listened as two girls complained about about how horrible their boyfriends were and that they were gonna leave them in the very near future.  The gears grinded in my head as my ability to comprehend lessend and lessend with more stories of verbal abuse, infidelity and an overall lack of compassion.  How does one not love themselves enough to rise above and progress,  but to simply excuse their involvement with them as “Being in Love” and having no say in the matter like it’s some Jedi mind trick.

  
  

  Love is not a feeling, it is a choice; a choice to honour your promises and commitments to one person.  Perhaps my discipline is to much for some, perhaps my discipline is actually the simple formula to being a basic decent human being.  To be with someone great is achieved by being somone great, but maybe the task of looking for more in oneself is also too much for some and it’s easier to go through life always blaming things on everyone else even though you put yourself there.

  
  

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