I didn't build many sandcastles as a kid. Playing in the sand wasn't really my thing, or game of choice. I preferred getting my feet wet and playing by the waters...
But it seems as an adult, all I do is build sandcastles...
let me explain...
We're use to hearing people state that they believe in fairytales. That they constantly believe in happily ever afters... and various "To be continues...". Well I've learned that my version of that is building sandcastles...
My dating life has become a large body of sand, in which I continuously build sandcastles with people, knowing that the lifespan of a sandcastle, regardless how perfectly made and beautiful, will never ever last. But I keep doing it, and not only do I keep doing it but I don't stop until the very last grain of salt has been washed away by the rapid waters of reality. Sometimes it's so silly that I begin to build right by the shore, knowing that my time is limited... But I continue to build. I see the beauty in all things, including the unstable, the uncertain, and the imperfect. Probably my greatest attribute intertwined with my biggest downfall...
Almost like I build sandcastles in hopes that it will turn itself into bricks or concrete and set a solid foundation... Like life itself will make something out of nothing... which means I guess I believe in fairytales... which means I believe in happy endings no matter the circumstance...
which means I'm trying too hard....
It means, that the more I continue to invest my time & energy on sandcastles the less time I will have to build something of substance... the more time I waste on nothing the more time I lose on building everything...
It's probably time I stop playing in the sandbox...
xoxo
signs the girl building fairytales...
