TabbieEater's blog: "Observations of a Tabbie Eater"

I stare at the horizon remembering that I am here by choice. So much has changed since I was last here. So much has been lost. Faith compassion hope, what good are these things if the standard to measure them is so low? I see the glimmer of these things in some. I have come to think of them as believers. I am not a believer. There was I time when I was but now I watch. I have watched people who have survived great trials and have climbed overwhelming mountains only to set the bar lower. When they are asked why the bar has been lowered they struggle to answer. I’ve watch people who choose validation over friendship only to ask why they have no friends.When having friends should have been the only validation required. It seems that having more friends that are less has become the standard. So many excuses are made for this behavior, when our behavior is all we really can control. It’s odd that behavior good or bad must be explained. Oh he’s having a bad day or hey she felt generous. Bad behavior should only be apologized for and never be excused and good behavior should be expected and never explained. This is not what exists in the world. No I am not a believer. I drink the wine and realize that with each day I am away from home it grows more bitter. As I watch the horizon fade into the night I know one day the wine will be sweet again. I smile as I walk with bags packed and with thirst whispering I watch.