If Every Morning Were Like This

It was the most poetic meeting I've ever had. Having just returned home from the long night's work, I was waiting for the elevator and when it arrived, decided I would wait for the next one just because I thought I should. Sure enough, as luck would have it, the doors opened and my beautiful girl was standing in front of me. Her face lit up as she saw me look up with relieved eyes. I was so glad that I got to hold her one minute before we parted again for the next bank of hours apart. As she held me, I began to drift to sleep because being in her arms is being home and comfortable. We leave each other, only with the memory of the chance meeting and the hope that 5 PM will come around quicker than it actually will.

[kyle]

I Would Walk 3400 Miles

We're pretty much all moved in now at our new place and we have a couple more days to clean the old place. As I think about our new home with new challenges and new horizons, I dare to say that I probably the luckiest guy in the world today. My wonderful love, Kimberly, is starting to mill about the apartment moving things from boxes to their resting place (most likely, not final) and arranging things preparing for life here. It's a gorgeous property, we learned today as we explored the entire thing finally. We discovered that there's a sports bar directly across the lake from the back walking entrance to the property. Which is ALSO next to a Flame Broiler (woot to that). There's so many places to take good photos too! I can't wait to take my camera out to shoot some pictures of the landscape of our new lives! It's an exciting place to be living at and I'm excited to share it with my best friend. I'm glad that she's decided I'm worth keeping around.

[kyle]

The Ugly Past

I wish the crappy past would quit creeping up on the present. It's
making life hard and reminds me of how lame I wad before Kimberly. I'm in the danger of my former self. The half-man that I was before her.
What do I do to qwell that past which dangers all future happiness?

[Kyle]

HTML: The Language of Drama

I really want life to go back to a time before Facebook and Myspace. As good as they can be, they're not worthy of the trouble that we allow them to be. People get fired, pissed off, I hear that they're breaking up in that place...the interweb was meant to be a land of possibilities, not porn and drama! Share information, write to the world or just yourself! People have abused this! I was talking today with an associate about how the first internet crime in the "modern age of the internet" was probably committed mere minutes after AOL was released to the masses. What are we doing here? Just who do we think we are?

I'm so sick of this place...

[kyle]

The Life And Times of Life and Time

Just me, the cats, and the list of reasons why a lazy Sunday is good thing. Today awoke with a short trip down to Ladera Ranch to cover Zim's church duties as the sound guy followed by a nap. After the glorious 1.5 hour nap, I went to pick Kimberly up for lunch and now I'm here contemplating whether or not it's nighttime yet. Along with the ever so deep "what time is it really" dilemma that is ongoing in my head, I've also been thinking about time wasted. What actually defines time as being truly "wasted"? Isn't it the whole act of doing whatever it is you're doing constitute as time spent, not wasted? It is a conundrum to say the least. For "time" in and of itself is a constant by which we base almost everything action on it sure can be a relative thing. Someone may say, "you're wasting time" while I might say, "I'm learning myself".

It's a weird thing, isn't it, life and time? The way it's constantly ticking against our relative selves...

Keep it going, for you and all humanity...my time is worth it.

[kyle]

Cling To The Best Part Of You Shamelessly

I've never really felt guilty going to work until recently. It's not because Kimberly makes me feel bad for going, it's because she feels badly when I go. I've also never felt what another person is feeling before Kimberly either. I really hurt when she hurts. I am really sad when she is sad. I feel so compelled to suffer or rejoice with her depending on what emotions she has. I don't quite know what to make of this newfound connection with another human, but I can only assume that it's what happens when two lives are making their way on to being one life. I can't wait to start the rest of my life with this woman that has been entrusted to me by God and her parents, but I know that time will only affirm the feeling I have that she is the woman I dreamed of when I was a child. The woman that I always knew was on her way and the more I thought about her, the more I knew she'd show up in the most unique manner.

Kimberly is un-doubtedly that woman. She makes me want to do things better, she makes my past irrelevant, and encourages me to look ahead to the future with her at my side. I told her tonight that I don't think she'll ever know how much I really love her and need her. I could tell her and show her every way that I can think of, but at least for me it'll never be enough and I'll always be wanting to do more, say more to let her know. If you asked her, Kimberly would tell you that I tell her that I love her just about every 5 seconds. That's not a large exaggeration on my part, either.

It gets harder and harder every single time that I leave her. I loathe to leave and I cling to her when she needs to leave me. Sucks, but also feels good to know that I need someone that needs me so much too.

I love you, Kimberly.

[kyle]

Starting Over

After a knee-jerk reaction on my part, I've thought it best to start over. Start a new blog out here in web-land where I don't need the reference to where I came from. I've already decided that I learned at that time, was for that time. What I have now is what I have now.

What I have now is Kimberly. She makes me happy, and even though I screw up time and time again, she's still there to keep me going. Don't get me wrong, I make her mad. A LOT! But, she's faithful, kind, and patient with me and doesn't ever stop the love. She's pretty much the most amazing woman that I've ever known. Life has never been the same since her. I can't tell you how thankful I am for her.

Here's to a new beginning (on the blog) with my love, Kimberly Ann Walker.

[kyle]