"Don't be afraid, you're already dead"
- Akron/Family.
Listening to this song makes me feel ecstatic.. in a dazed-limbo way. It's calming. It's buttery warm. I might seem a bit pessimistic at times. "Trust issues"? But I think I border onto being a Romantic. I don't have an idealised view of reality.. I just love the ideal world. Imagination. The land of "poesy and fancy". I love the night. Looking up at the sky, it's a limitless dark stretch. I feel small everytime I do. When I was little and my family used to take late-night car rides, I would lie flat in the back seat and look up at the sky, and only the sky. Block out the car walls from my view. Feel the motion of the car sway me lightly. See the sky, and only the sky. I loved the feeling it gave me. If I tried hard, I made myself believe I was walking, not on, but inside the sky. It was beautiful. But a part of that wonderful feeling was a small, chilling fear. I was nothing in this giant fishbowl-universe. I felt more easily forgotten.
It's so good seeing a familiar face. Falling in tune with an old frequency again. I'm so happy I caught up with him, it made me realise that maybe I don't want any ties severed. We did have a connection after all and memories are never to made in vain. Nts: don't forget people so easily.
Glad I made SRC! It's not a huge achievement, but it's something. Time to put some commitment to work.
Found out more about a friend and her experience at camp last summer.. Hm, we all run this race at different a pace but the point is, we all pass the checkpoints. It almost makes me sad that she had to have a disappointing ending. I feel slightly protective over her. No one deserves to feel that way, but like I said.. checkpoints.
It's also interesting knowing someone my age who just gave birth to her son. I don't think I'll want kids until a ripe age.. like the late-20s? I don't want to be tied down early. I also want to make sure I've become the best person I can before I raise a kid. That baby looks beautiful anywho.
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