volume ii.

the story:

years ago i was a very happy-go-lucky girl

and then i graduated from college

conveniently moved in with my boyfriend at the time

and started a grown-up job. 

my life was mediocre. 

i woke up.

went to work.

came home.

ate dinner.

went to bed.

started it all over again.

my convenient boyfriend and i broke up.

i was devastated -

my life was SO comfortable.

i didn't have to think about anything.

everything was just going on its own.

but i wasn't really happy.

i didn't like where i was living.

i didn't have many fulfilling friendships.

hmmm.

i moved into my own apartment.

in the part of town i really liked.

i was very social.

i thought about life

and what made me happy.

one day i bought a necklace.

i wore it every day.

i made a wish.

i wished for peace

and to be happier than i used to be

and not be afraid of love.

when it fell off, 

your wish was going to come true.

i started a blog on a mac website:

wishbones & the art of right regrets.

i was happy again.

one day,

shortly after i met h,

(for the third time i think)

it fell off while i was i getting dressed.

i was angry. 

i had forgotten about the wish.

it had been wearing it for over a year.

i taped it to my mirror so i wouldn't lose it.

and i brought it with me to my next apartment

taped to my mirror.

for our first valentine's day,

h bought me this necklace,

it wasn't going to break he said.

(he didn't know about the wish.
he must have thought i was obsessed with the broken necklace,

it moved with me three times

i still have it taped to a shadowbox).

it meant something to him.

the karma

and the love.

i wear it often.

when i left my mac blog,

i named this blog volume ii.

the next step,

in my (not-so-perfect but very) happy life.