Oct 07, 2004 22:13
So it seems like my own miss american pie has begun to fall. I guess when your flying in the plane of life things can only go well for so long. You keep heading up and up, and sooner or later your plane stalls, and you begin to fall. No one knows how long it will take to recover. Sometimes it is really hard to understand why things happen. Bad things do happen to good people. But I am starting to see all of the positive things that we will come. My days have been pretty full lately. I'm getting way more into guitar. After Mr. Boner's class I get really inspired. It is so nice to come home, lay down on my bed and pluck away on the old acoustic. I've been listening to a lot of nice, soft, and "taking it easy" music these days. It does an alright job of relaxing me. These next few months will be very interesting.
I've been through a lot of crap through my wrestling and karate days. I've learned to toughen up and take just about anything. But pain on the inside is much harder to toughen up to. I was trying really hard to not let everything come out, but I ended up spilling. Hopefully things will turn out alright. Pretty scary stuff. I think I'll go relax and play some guitar, ahhhhhhhh