My future is something that still, forever frightens me. It was mentioned in my last post, as well. But I cannot get it out of my mind, recently. Everything about it. Even today, I understood everything we played in band, but couldn't manage to follow along with the chemistry teachings. More frustrating yet are the happenings like when you perfectly understand the old arithmetic from previous weeks, but the new one that just adds 3 extra steps is like another language. I don't understand how any of this works, but I'm alright with that. All I want to understand is that I'm going somewhere. Somewhere nice. How do I know I will be any different than John Lennon, or the postwoman, or the homeless gent on Dale Mabry? Maybe I'm not too different than any of them at all, it's just a matter of perceiving everything. So, keeping my chin up, I anticipate the new, happy road.
Monday, 24 January 2011
Golden Road
My future is something that still, forever frightens me. It was mentioned in my last post, as well. But I cannot get it out of my mind, recently. Everything about it. Even today, I understood everything we played in band, but couldn't manage to follow along with the chemistry teachings. More frustrating yet are the happenings like when you perfectly understand the old arithmetic from previous weeks, but the new one that just adds 3 extra steps is like another language. I don't understand how any of this works, but I'm alright with that. All I want to understand is that I'm going somewhere. Somewhere nice. How do I know I will be any different than John Lennon, or the postwoman, or the homeless gent on Dale Mabry? Maybe I'm not too different than any of them at all, it's just a matter of perceiving everything. So, keeping my chin up, I anticipate the new, happy road.
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