I love silent moments. They seem to get rarer the more I appreciate them. Not that I want to spend the rest of my life alone being quiet, but I think that I need the catharsis that only aloneness brings. My life is the farthest thing from complicated...at least in reality it’s uncomplicated. I tend to make it problematical in my mind though. I don’t really know why I make things out to be more than they are. Eventually I regain my perspective and see things for how they are, but in the meantime my perceptions of myself and the people around me are skewed. Is that lying?
Anyways, those are my thoughts right now...I could go on, but I have to go to class.
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