I find myself in a perfectly imperfect situation. I am in love with a man that is in an imperfect situation, which means I am potentially in an imperfect situation independantly and as a result of his.
And the only way someone can do what is right for them is to think about what is right for them. The minute what is right for me comes into it, then what is right for them is influenced by it and then it becomes all wrong.
So I sit and see, watching a story unfold at a painfully slow pace, and knowing that this is not a scenario I ever planned on being in. And I guess none us know what the future brings and how we will deal with it. Least of all me. and so I silently play out the scenarios.
My head hurts.