that is the feeling i have had since we broke up. uprooted.
a friend of mine likened my situation to a plant being uprooted from the pot it has been in for the longest of time. yes, i was in a pot. it was a small world but i was content. until i had to grow and the pot remained the same. naturally, when i grew, i would need a bigger pot but the pot refused to grow bigger. it remained stubbornly small. thus, here i am now, in the process of being transferred. i am still there hanging with roots showing, waiting to be replanted. i hope this time, i would be placed in a beautiful garden. a garden full of blooming flowers, a garden full of fresh vegetables.
i can just imagine this beautiful garden. with butterflies so colorful around...with bees buzzing...with the sun smiling brightly on it, sorrounded by neatly stacked white picket fences.
it just makes me smile. this, for now, is my happy place. i am awaiting to be in this beautiful colorful garden.
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