I am 16 ounces of sympathy....

Pain is an incredibly strange thing. We all have various levels of thresholds of it; be it physical or emotional. For example, I cannot eat anything too hot, temperature-wise, that is. Like rice, or coffee...or soup even, I have to wait until it's cooled down a little before I can eat it. All the while, my friends are already digging in. It's strange...because the temperature is the same, yet for me, it seems hotter. But on the other hand, I can eat stuff that's pretty spicy, while others can not. But what's phenomenal to me is pain by association; also known as sympathy pain. How one person can be in so much pain and how another person can literally feel that pain. To me; that's love, it really is. It defines some sort of connection in whatever relationship. Parents for children, vice versa, friends, lovers, etc. Sometimes it sucks, because you may not want to feel that pain, but lookin at the bigger picture, it's quite amazing and something truly beautiful. To experience life together like that. God really did mean for us to experience life with other people.

Work hasn't been so bad lately...though, in a weird way, I kinda wish it was busier. A few months ago I was so busy the day would literally whiz by, along w/ the week. Friday would be here before I knew it. And I was totally distracted, not really thinking about anything else except for work. It was nice. But then again, I also stayed pretty late like every night. And i was little stressed out because of the pressure. Hmmm, I should be careful what I ask for.

I need to work out...really I do.

"Your pain is my pain, your tears are mine."