A Place In The Universe

The Art Of Absence

Finally. I'm back.

And I know while reading this, your words will be:

"You don't sound too optimistic."

And I get where you're coming from.

But do you have any idea where I'm going with this?

I'm back after six days of torture. Our power's been cut off for six days and why or how I won't go into.

What I will tell you is it drained us all out emotionally and physically. But no one was more torn down and frustrated than my mom. And hear me very, very clearly when I say that no one has the right to set my mother to tears like that.

I will find you and break your neck and your back and

You catch my drift.

Anyway, moving on...

While I was away...the wheels in my head started spinning more than usual. And being a person who's always in my head and can't escape from that...

This was no different.

I started thinking about all my friends and the Pentaholic fandom. Then I started wondering if anyone missed me. If anyone noticed I was gone.

And then the wheels started spinning the other direction:

I thought of how I missed everyone.

I started imagining what I would do the minute I got back.

Getting back to Sasha and Aai?
YouTube?
Netflix?
Whaaaa?

And let me the you when the power came back on the first thing on my mind was getting back to the ones I missed like hell.

Sasha. Cameron. Aai.

And that clichéd phrase made so so so much more sense than it ever has before in the time I've been on this earth:

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder."

It made sense ever since I heard it. But you have to admit, there are some things that make sense but they never click until you're thrown into hot waters.

And then that light switch flips, your world doesn't light up.

It changes.

Look at me and my puns....I'm an adult! *insert sarcastic smile*

Anywaayyyyy

What I'm saying is....nothing....NOTHING felt more right than speaking to Sasha again.

Nothing was more amazing than Aai's stories from school.

Nothing was more uplifting than Bucket spamming my notice with her tweets.

Coming back to Sasha's writing was a bliss.

And I am SO READY for #PTX_SAProject.

So if you're reading this:

Everyone always tells you to tell the ones that you love that you love them before its too late.

And I'm here to tell you I back that up 200%.

But also acknowledge that to yourself.

Sit back and tell yourself that... Well....

You're lucky. Blessed.

And you're not alone.

And take note:

You are appreciated and loved beyond your wildest dreams.

If we don't talk much and I don't know you...

I'm still glad you're here. I'm glad you're alive.

And I would do everything in my power to make sure you believe and know that.

Thank you for you being here and you being you.

I love you

Elsa

PS: See you on Friday for the first #PTX_Project post....