Sometimes, no matter how bad you want something...it just isn't meant to be. So you make the right decision, and you are sensible. You give that something a pass. And everyone nodss in agreement that this was the right decision.

And yet, quietly and secretly (or maybe not so quietly and secretly) it totally sucks. Your heart breaks just a little because you are convinced that it could have been so great, if only it weren't for those (not so small details) that made it not so great. In the optimism of hopes and dreams, that "something" was infinitely rosy. And, what makes it so difficult to accept that it's not right, is that you don't ever live through the downside...you just know it is there lurking (your brain knows it, but your heart refuses to accept it as truth.)

And, somehow, no matter how many times you go through this exercise (ie. of passionately wanting something that isn't going to work out), it never gets any easier.

And, you count your blessings that you have friends that understand you exactly where you are. And you look forward to the next great possibility.