Love is the warmest color

The plunge, a change, action, movement. Whatever you want to call it, it's happening. You often read and hear about having the courage to change something if you aren't happy in it. I would always read that and nod my head in agreeance knowing that one day I'll be faced with that situation. I am someone who thinks too much and gives myself too many options. I see the world as a vessel of opportunities and I see my life as being fortunate enough to delve into these opportunities, but you have to start somewhere. My somewhere? The bay area. When? 2015. In January I'll be packing up my little red vehicle filled with clothes, my cat, and whatever else I feel essential and driving up north with my lover by my side. However, he will not be staying with me, rather, he is holding my hand as I lunge my life in a different direction. The first question I get asked after telling people about my next adventure is, "what about Ali?" What about him? Distance is an obstacle, yes. But, to us, love is not a noun rather a verb. It is not something we use as the subject of our existence or a word to describe our existence together, it is something we are actively pursuing and doing. Love is movement. Above anything else in life, I want to feel fulfilled and developed as an individual. My age is the age of exploration and constant change. Ali is my age, therefore, he needs to configure his own path. Just because two people are lovers does not mean you have the same life path. If you reconfigure your path to align to someone elses' there is not going to be peace in your heart. My whole point is, we are going to be together. Where life takes us over time is not something anyone can predict, but the idea of us putting a halt to something that is progressively moving forth is silly. Just because someone leaves doesn't mean you stop loving them. But you halted the forceful movement and that can stunt the mind and heart. It can make you forever be reminded of that person because you didn't have a clean cut from it. So here I am saying, in a couple of months my life is going to be completely different. And the response from Ali about this subject is, "Why would I be upset about my counterpart advancing themself?"

Love is the warmest color, and my lover is the sun.