some of you may have been wondering what happened to my usually prolifc posts. i can spell that out in four letters. it is called love. i never intended for my "advertisement" to work at all. in fact, it really wasn't meant as such and neither was joining bc blogs. it just turned out that way. 10^9: one in a billion (http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/39971/) was more meant as a bloodletting of sorts as i was pretty well convinced considering that post (10^9: one in a billion) in any manner beyond just being another post would end up in dismal disappointment. well, as it turns out, my post kicked up way more than a little dust, receiving response far beyond my wildest expectations. not only from the bc crowd, but also from one lucky bc woman some of you know. while the numbers weren't spectacular, the quality was absolutely stunning. i had to clue her in ever so gently though. i did not want to mess it up, so i took absolutely no chances, especially with the dim odds facing me.
usually i don't consider myself a lucky person, in fact, much of the luck i've had has been not so good. i ended up in a decaying city called muncie, indiana where even as hard as i looked, as long as i looked, i just couldn't find anyone who embodied any qualities i considered desirable. yes, there were some people who were beautiful outside, but ugly inside, or they smelled of the same decay now threatening to turn muncie into a ghost town. i for one, am unwilling to stay long enough to witness the insidious, relentless decline of this place, not when there is a much brighter future awaiting me and hayley (my cute little furball kitten) and one VERY lucky bc blogger. i've done my sentence in this town and it's time to leave, in fact well past. i've committed no crime, but feel punished staying here. east central indiana has not been kind to me. i've been able to find work here, yes. as for finding a lifelong partner in this city, you've got to be kidding me. i do not want to stay long enough to witness the remainder of its decline. even my mother and father who moved here consider moving back to illinois. i wouldn't blame them. as for me, i've found a most compelling reason for moving, the aforementioned love. i will stop short of entirely condemning muncie, sparing 1/3000 of its population that i worked for or knew from it. the rest have consigned themselves to die along with the city.
but now my luck has changed for the better and i have found a new hope and helped another i love very much to see hope again. i have made it my unwavering personal goal to become one with this woman come hell or high water. we will make it. i refuse to let a big pond get in the way. as anna goanna's speech from mad max 3: beyond thunderdome goes, "it's the tale of us all." maybe for some it is not, and i feel sorry for them. muncie will be bartertown and in some ways it already is. i do not want to stay around to witness that. we will "lights the city," but not this one. as natalie merchant says "i prefer to live in a world of hope." i cannot say i disagree with her. that world is with the one i love. you know who you are. you smile whenever you see my words. they are unmistakeable. they are real. i have waited a long time for the day when two hearts will become one, and i have found the woman whose heart will join with mine. whenever she feels weak, she can rely on my unwavering strength. i may be be tiny, but power comes in small packages. our ultimate driving goal is to be together and be of one heart. i can think of nothing better than being with her. how i long for that day. but i smile because i know it will be done, that it will come and on that day and ever after, we will be one. and i smile knowing that we can finally be above the clouds, the light of day defeating darkness that has stayed for much too long.
some of you might wonder how i could fall in love with someone i have never seen or even heard. as i stated before, words are a powerful thing. they can destroy or they can build up. they reveal who we are. honestly exchange enough of them and your soul comes out with them. beautiul words come from beautiful souls. some of those beautiful words have been dark and sad, but there was beauty in that too. this is definitely not from a cursory conversation. believe me, it has been a marathon, but what a fine run it has been.
i have said enough for now and i will leave you with those words. for the rest of you who haven't already, i certainly hope you too will find your one in a billion.
