A long time coming

Its funny the things we take for granted. Some things seem always to be there, while other seem never to be. The things that are always there we take for granted. Like friends and family. But, we also take for granted the things that are not. We assume they will never be there, and then one day low and behold there they are. Like old friends, who pop into your life, long after you have written them off; Or new friends who somehow turn out to be more than you first expected. It has been a long time since the latter has happened. A long time since someone has turned out to be more than I expected. A long time since someone has been honest with me. A long time since someone did not appear to have alterior motives for befriending me. A long time since someone has taken the necessary steps to developing a real friendship. A long time since someone has not sabotaged any chance of a real friendship. Its been a long time coming. My mind keeps searching for its own escape, unable to accept it. It reads into every action with pessimism, and contempt. It wants to push things in directions that lead nowhere. It wants to sterotype and pigeon hole. It wants to compare, to test, to critisize. It wants to remember pain, and it wants to avoid it. It wants to fall back into routines that keep people at a distance or push them away, because from that distance, no one gets hurt. And from that distance, we are all the same. But we are all not the same. Some are worth trusting, and others are not. Some will be there when the rain comes, and others will not. Some with be there in the morning, and other will not. Some will be there to dry your tears, and some will be there to cause them. The easiest thing to do is just write them all off, why bother when you know the likely outcome? But sometimes, for a brief moment, you feel like maybe you are not alone, and you consider actually letting someone in. Its been a long time coming.

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