This profound bit of sixth grade genius, which I (and others, too) still quote de temps en temps, is a vague inside joke which I will refrain from explaining. Tuesdays are unpredictable, that's all. Also, I apologize in advance: I generally eschew posting anything so emo and self-exposing as what follows, but I feel the need to put it down and my hand and my journal had a falling out about fourteen pages ago. Forgive me.
I am blessed with the ability to absorb each moment fully, passionately, and likewise cursed with a certain naïvety that leaves me unprepared not to partake entirely in the moments against which most people learn to armor themselves.
These are things that I cannot bend to fit into sentences or paragraphs, or anything so logical: fear, uncertainty, the absurd truth of Alanis Morissette and Ani Difranco (at Jocelyn's insistance, of course) that keeps me laughing, the tugging on my stomach, leftover happiness that I dare not suppress, an attempt at detachment, a reminder to myself that I love spontaneity, the smell of beeswax on my pillow, my refusal to let days like today define me, the mounting excitement over Thomas's impending visit, and a smile that teases my lips: hope.
It's a good thing I'm optimistic by nature.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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My friend and I were recently discussing about how we as a society are so hooked onto electronics. Reading this post makes me think back to that debate we had, and just how inseparable from electronics we have all become.
I don't mean this in a bad way, of course! Societal concerns aside... I just hope that as the price of memory falls, the possibility of copying our brains onto a digital medium becomes a true reality. It's one of the things I really wish I could encounter in my lifetime.
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