The Walk with Fire Red

(Elbow - Weather to Fly)

Today I had a walk with a friend. She had some tough time, and I took her for a walk. And the problem, or rather the happening was that for the first time since my own break-up I found someone who understood. She share my experience but in her own ex. And at one hand I was relieved that here was someone who understood, or at least had the capacity to know how it feels. But on the other hand, I wasn't alone, this isn't some stupid isolated mix-up. This is something that actually happens, and actually happens a lot.

And that is terrible, because there is so much getting lost. So much good things getting lost in the name of simplicity. Because it is easier to not feel responsible for someone, because it is less scary to go at it alone. 

My world is slowly getting better, and honestly the (very cliché) words from Lord of the rings resound in my head:

I can't do this, Sam.

I know

It's all wrong
By rights we shouldn't even be here.
But we are

It's like in the great stories Mr. Frodo.
The ones that really mattered.
Full of darkness and danger they were,
and sometimes you didn't want to know the end.
Because how could the end be happy.
How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad happened.
But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow.
Even darkness must pass.
A new day will come.
And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.
Those were the stories that stayed with you.
That meant something.
Even if you were too small to understand why.
But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand.
I know now.
Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t.
Because they were holding on to something.

What are we holding on to, Sam?

That there’s some good in this world, And it’s worth fighting for.

En garde