March 24, 2008
Mood: Calm
[Listening to: Anywhere by Evanescence]
I realize I haven't updated this thing in a while.
I don't really have much to say.
I'm on holiday, which has been fun. I've spent most of the time alternating between sitting in front of the computer and sleeping soundly on my bed. I did eat in between. And it snowed, yes it did snow.
I mused about things a lot... As I always do.
And I finally sorted through the old papers from yesteryear... I finally felt healthy enough to face those moldy old papers. I've been meaning to sort through them when they were still new, really. But see, every paper has a memory, a fragment of my life. Most of those fragments I'd rather not see again, because they tear at the raw edges of still open wounds... Shallow wounds, but still enough to cause discomfort. But I did sort through them. Granted, it did result in a minor relapse, but nothing I can't handle.
I love this feeling. What is it with rock music that pleases me so? Is it the way the guitar solos always seem to scream out my pain? It's like I can just close my eyes and drown in it...
I want to hold on to this feeling a bit longer. That's why I'm writing now.
I don't want to think. Thinking leads down to that slippery slope of contemplating about life and stuff like that, and I don't really feel like going there now.
But there is one safe thought. I saw this documentary... well, the last 5 minutes of this documentary about some subject matter I can't recall. The closing words are still fresh in my mind.
"Humans will never achieve happiness until they learn to stop dreaming about some world other than their own."
A very nice sentiment. Very true too. We're all so obsessed with lofty goals and visions of the afterlife that we sometimes forget to live. Sometimes we forget that maybe this life is the only shot we have. We may not know why we were given this life, we may not know if there is indeed an afterlife, or if there is indeed a god.
But damned if we don't make the best out of it.
Because if there is a god, and he did give us our life as a present, then my guess is that god would like it more if we appreciated this present.
And the song is over. I guess that's my cue to finish this piece. Ciao, and remember to smell the flowers and enjoy the journey.
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