| | Summer is unbearably boring. I hope it never ends.
I wish I could somehow open my window, reach to the sky, grab the celestial clock and throw out its batteries. Or better yet, push the hands back a while. Back to a time when I believed in unfounded ideals and never questioned them. To a time I felt optimistic about yesterday’s tomorrow and didn’t realize the work it would take. The more I’ve investigated to find my beliefs, the more I’ve learned about myself. Unfortunately, knowledge is the enemy of happiness. Which would you pick: adolescent serenity or troubled wisdom?
Let’s face it. You and I, we are the kind of folks who live some meager awkward years and when it ends, we feel we’ve seen too much. We find it difficult relating to people which explains our relative failure at obtaining—seeking out, even—the long sought-after pillars of love and friendship. “They” tell us that finding other souls to share our mind and being with is life’s most rewarding experience. But it won’t come for us. We’re simply too far removed from emotion. In the long run, it hardly matters. The cosmos don’t care if we feel rewarded or not, so if we’re at a predisposition not to, we probably won’t.
Before long you’ll be thrust into everything you loathe and everything you cherish. It’s a new beginning, a new chance, and a new way of living. You don’t have very long to prove yourself, so you’d better not screw it up, kid.
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