Friday, December 19, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Sunday marked the beginning of a new season; I am now twenty-one and have been freed from the elementary limitations of my youthful days. No limits...no boundaries..only the world at my finger tips!
If only life were that freeing. It seems the older I get the more bound I become. The gravity of reality weighs down leaving me enslaved to so much. I find it ironic that the more I strive, the less fufilled I am. Like the child who tries so hard to reach the cookie jar only to have it tumble out of his grasp falling onto the floor in a million broken pieces. Its funny how the things that we desire and spend our whole lives trying to attain always break. We never can hold onto what we want fully intacted. Even when we seem to reach our goals, it seems that in the end the things that we fight for always unravel and fall apart leaving us empty handed in the end.
If only life were that freeing. It seems the older I get the more bound I become. The gravity of reality weighs down leaving me enslaved to so much. I find it ironic that the more I strive, the less fufilled I am. Like the child who tries so hard to reach the cookie jar only to have it tumble out of his grasp falling onto the floor in a million broken pieces. Its funny how the things that we desire and spend our whole lives trying to attain always break. We never can hold onto what we want fully intacted. Even when we seem to reach our goals, it seems that in the end the things that we fight for always unravel and fall apart leaving us empty handed in the end.
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