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At the very least, you can expect that people will almost always surprise you. I do not mean that everyone you encounter will. What I mean is that some of those you meet may do so at any moment, given the opportunity arises. They may shock you in a positive way, or they may do so negatively. That’s all part of the surprise…
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The easy way isn’t always the right way to go. In fact, doing what is correct for oneself is possibly the hardest thing one can do – especially when investments are made into emotion. Time does not always heal, but can most certainly make an impact on everything and can often provide the gift of revelation.
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Being one who spends a lot of time by myself, I can’t help but think a lot. I ponder my life, my words, my future, my past… I just sit and wonder. I ask myself question after question. At times, only to end up with no answers. I suppose that’s the most frustrating part… Not being able to satisfy my own inquiries…

But that shouldn’t be too surprising – as no one has all the answers, right?
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I’m at a loss for words in how to begin this post. I hope to convey both my love for Lebanon, and my remorse for returning West. Never have I left my homelands with such feelings of grief. This year’s visit had to have been the most difficult of all my visits to the Middle East. I’ve lost a loved one, but have gained new friends. I’ve been able to see the true faces of those I once thought I knew; And gotten to know those I’d never thought I’d have the chance to.
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As life would have it, obstacles have been firmly planted in my path. Mistakes equal consequences, and it’s time to pay the piper. I just wish I knew that being an adult is going to cost me my leg.

Life goes on.
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You’d think it to be something earned through conversation; right? Wrong. The truth is something we all fear, I suppose. No one wants to get hurt, no one wants the be upset… So why do we cover up the truth? I don’t know. We just do. People are vial creatures. We have no remorse for others, and mostly empathize with ourselves. Are we that self-centered?

I meet you, we talk. We spend a lot of time talking. I leave; Thinking that we hit it off… I never hear from you again.

Had there been truth, we probably wouldn’t have spent so much time talking – as it would have been a complete waste of my efforts to try and woo you with intellect. We end the conversation with the presumption that it will be picked up the next day; And here we are, a few days later…