Sunday, 17 February 2008
melancholy
I need to be distracted. My friends think I want to be left alone. I don't. I want to be distracted. I finished work at midnight tonight, checked my phone for messages (there are usually at least a few), and there was only one, and it was from him. I can't look at the card he wrote me, though it was the best card i've ever got, and I can't look at the flowers he gave me, though their bloom is constantly changing. I can't throw myself into work, because work is unsatisfying, and the work that I hoped to do has been delayed, leaving me doubting my decisions, yet again.
Right now, if someone said, here is a life, it's not perfect, but it's not bad either, and yes, you'll have the beach and a dog; i'd take it. What do you do when you're thinking about drastic changes because you thought you prepared yourself for change, but inevitably, failed miserably?
"you have been in my thoughts all the time"
so have you.
Right now, if someone said, here is a life, it's not perfect, but it's not bad either, and yes, you'll have the beach and a dog; i'd take it. What do you do when you're thinking about drastic changes because you thought you prepared yourself for change, but inevitably, failed miserably?
"you have been in my thoughts all the time"
so have you.
# posted by Hil : Sunday, February 17, 2008
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What do you do?
Try again.
When Forrest Gump's mom told him "life is like a box of chocolates", she lied.
While the filling in the chocolate may not be the best, it's always covered in chocolate. How bad can it be?
I went to a Halloween carnival when I was a little kid. There was a booth with a big black witch's cauldron. Over the top of the cauldron was a plastic cover with a hole in it, for those who dared to reach in. It was impossible to see what you were reaching into.
I was a brave kid, so I stuck my hand and arm in and it was disgusting, slimy, and felt like thousands of little snakes around my arm. I pulled out a grab bag, wiped off my arm with the paper towel they gave me. In the bag, there was a set of plastic, glow-in-the-dark vampire teeth...not exactly the new bike I would have liked (as if that would have been in the cauldron anyway, but give me a break...I was a kid).
It turns out that the cauldron was full of cooked spaghetti noodles coated with cooking oil, with the grab bags mixed in. What I went through was disgusting and the reward was, well, less than rewarding.
Gump's mom should have told him "Life is like the cauldron at the Halloween carnival. You'll go through a nasty mess to get what you want, then when you get it, it likely won't be as spectacular as you had hoped for."
Sure, there are exceptions, but basically, that's life.
At least you were brave enough to reach into the cauldron. Maybe your next grab bag will be full of gold coins.
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Try again.
When Forrest Gump's mom told him "life is like a box of chocolates", she lied.
While the filling in the chocolate may not be the best, it's always covered in chocolate. How bad can it be?
I went to a Halloween carnival when I was a little kid. There was a booth with a big black witch's cauldron. Over the top of the cauldron was a plastic cover with a hole in it, for those who dared to reach in. It was impossible to see what you were reaching into.
I was a brave kid, so I stuck my hand and arm in and it was disgusting, slimy, and felt like thousands of little snakes around my arm. I pulled out a grab bag, wiped off my arm with the paper towel they gave me. In the bag, there was a set of plastic, glow-in-the-dark vampire teeth...not exactly the new bike I would have liked (as if that would have been in the cauldron anyway, but give me a break...I was a kid).
It turns out that the cauldron was full of cooked spaghetti noodles coated with cooking oil, with the grab bags mixed in. What I went through was disgusting and the reward was, well, less than rewarding.
Gump's mom should have told him "Life is like the cauldron at the Halloween carnival. You'll go through a nasty mess to get what you want, then when you get it, it likely won't be as spectacular as you had hoped for."
Sure, there are exceptions, but basically, that's life.
At least you were brave enough to reach into the cauldron. Maybe your next grab bag will be full of gold coins.
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