Yes. An update. How stunning.

There’s not much to say. Really. But I could wax on poetic about everything that has happened. So, the thing is, where to start?

As always, with my heart.

Why the heart Daniel?!?!, I hear you cry as you read the previous sentence. The reason: it’s because the heart is always worn on the sleeve. The outermost shell to which anyone sees. When you look at me, you look at my heart. I’m giving you my heart as soon as you come up to me. And while that is the most dangerous way to give it to you, it’s not only the only way I would want it, because when it finally pays off, the pay off is huge, but it’s the only way I know how to give it.
So, what have I done with that heart lately?

Well, I’ve realized that people do actually enjoy being enveloped in it. There are some who are finally coming around to the realization that things with me wouldn’t be that bad. And for that person, I think that when you figure out what you want, you’ll figure out much more than that. And when you call, I’ll hear it in your voice, and feel it in your soul. Until then, I pick up the phone waiting to hear just that.

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My heart feels so strongly any more.  It’s hard to continue on because of it some days.  But some of those bright bright nights in the dark talking about everything.  Those are the times that allow me to plow on.  And it lifts my heart.  Lets me feel once again.

Mmmmm.  Feeling.  Tastes like fruit dip.