11 May 2010
Is it worth it to put your heart through the ringer for the sake of the moment? This is the question I've found myself asking a lot over the last few days. You would think after everything, I wouldn't wear my heart on my sleeve anymore and I'd be some variation of a hardened mystery. But to no avail. Being a hopeless romantic and trying to protect one's self at the same time has proven to be somewhat of a giant contradiction. I guess this is what life is about; moments and falling and getting up again, and figuring out what's worth it and what isn't. Whether or not you can even figure that out without taking the plunge is the real question, I suppose.