Revenge... cold, sweet, laughable?

Hmmm.... I must admit that true revenge is most likely not a good thing and it serves no purpose.

Plotting revenge on the other hand tends to bleed away the feeling of betrayal over the wrongs or rights of a situation.

I've stopped bleeding, mourned and moved on.

My shrink would say that's a good thing. And it really is. I store the sad memories of the ordeal in the "lessens learned" file in my mind. I throw out the photos, I re-arrange the pictures on the walls. I sigh and wonder, "Why?"

I remember the beautiful things... I was humbled to have witnessed the scenery and phenomenas I did. Things that brought tears to my eyes and a sense of peace in my heart.

I was lucky to have the opportunity to travel to such a place... I took away so much... even more than it cost for having my heart broken.

There are the absolutes in life. Gravity works, the sun rises and sets, it rains, it snows.... and my heart will heal and move on. But that doesn't mean I won't ever find myself thinking the fleeting little thoughts of karma... and wondering if it has reached three yet...