Now, that post was heartfelt, and still is. But it's amazing how the passage of time, events, and the flow of life change one's focus. I can read the post, and call up and remember the feeling I was having at the time, but I can't have THAT feeling again. It was a feeling relevant to the day and time.
That's the amazing thing about feelings-they are liquid things-moving and morphing along with life. The only time they are ever really bad is when people cling to them and don't allow them to move on with the passage of time.
One of my least favorite phrases from songs and general speak is "those old feelings"....what the hell does that mean anyway? It sounds like a moldy piece of bread you keep in your heart. Of course, it's usually associated with the contemplation or completion of some stupid act, blamed on "those old feelings".
I like the term "familiar feelings"...that sounds comfy and cozy and sane. However, none of this has anything to do with the passage of time. I have retitled my post from "What a Difference a Week Makes" to "Brain Fart" which is more accurate. I like to call a think what it is.
Happy Monday-Pass all the gas you need to to get by.