Digging

So I was just paging through my oldest LJ entries, starting at the beginning and working forward. I ran into some that made me feel...not sad, not hurt, but sorry for the person I was then, because I was so full of pain.

And happy, because things are so good now.

And amazed, that I was so taken in by faux sympathy and "friendship".

And content, because I see how friends have developed into very good friends, and very good friends have become family.

I also came across a meme that had a section asking you to list five of your favourite lyrics. One of the ones I'd listed there was this:

When you come, you'll come with light. You'll come radiant. You devour my shadows, count my notches, and open me up, open my sanctum and read me out loud so that I, too, can hear myself. When you leave, you'll ask: Which one of us do you believe is the beloved? Which one is the beloved?

(Einsturzende Neubauten, "Fiat Lux", translated)

Wow, that really IS beautiful. No wonder I love those guys.