From sweet to salty

It's getting harder to withhold myself from reaching out to the person I had a disagreement with. I still stand by my values and did expressed them last week, but I didn't give a chance for the other party to speak back. Love is an obsession as neurology confirms, and my squirrels are dizzy from running in circles.

At this point, I'm using more energy to stay apart than to connect. Are we sharing the same feelings and regrets? Does he want to interact again or has he moved on? Should I wait a little longer to have more clarity or would the delay dilute any possibilities of reconciliation?

Sometimes, I hope he would contact me so I could immediately engage in our reconciliation. Other times, I envision that me reaching out would be unwelcomed and would disrupt his life unnecessarily. Being proactive by nature, I won't be able to sit in limbo much longer. With new information, I'll be able to adjust accordingly. I will either be able to reaffirm the connection I believe we have or come to terms with what we lost.

I give myself one more night to think and reflect, though I'm almost certain I will reach out tomorrow. I know in my heart that I'm not at peace with the outcome and I will take the necessary steps to bring harmony back in my soul.

It was a more creativity and less responsibility oriented day. Nothing extraordinary other than my morning salad of fig compote, beet and avocado. I wonder how it would turn out in a smoothie? This mix is equally good, salty or sweet.