Philosophy uses too much brain power
Wow. I feel like I have some sort of endorphin-stress-in-a-good-way-super-healthy high going on. There has been so much and so little at the same time. I guess reminiscing is part of life for people when they get close to 25 years old. I realized a few weeks ago that freshman year of high school was 10 years ago. TEN YEARS! It's such a long time, and there are days that I wonder what I have to show for effort made since then. (That doesn't count Hunter; I see him as my biggest accomplishment anyways). School, work, all that kind of stuff. Then I think "There's a reason for all this. There is a reason that I have come this far, and it feels so short."
I guess I'm just in a weird, think-y mood because I've been meeting people linked to my past over the last two weeks, and it is highly overwhelming at times. Like a teacher from First Lutheran. (Thom, catch this: she is the teacher that replaced Mr. Vollman when he and another teacher had an affair. They now have two kids together, and are married. Mrs. Vollman has since remarried, and still teaches at FLS). What the hell? I can't get away from that place f I try!! Friends that I literally haven't seen in years, and a guy that may be more than a friend (don't ask) who knows all of the people I know, and we used to party together. AGGGHHH! It's too weird. I feel like my brain is on recall-this-part-of-your-life overload, and I'm not quite sure how to process all of it.
Dang. I feel like I should say something incredibly brilliant- something that sounds like Buddha himself would say it, I should be so insightful. It's because all this thinking about shit makes me see that there is nothing in the past that I should change, so why regret it. If I could go bak and change it, then I could regret my actions of not going back and changing my actions. But I can't, so I regret nothing. I'm simply trying to learn from stuff that I did then (and a little bit now), and see where the path of life takes me after that.
Wow. Who knew it took so much brain power to be so damn philosophical?
I guess I'm just in a weird, think-y mood because I've been meeting people linked to my past over the last two weeks, and it is highly overwhelming at times. Like a teacher from First Lutheran. (Thom, catch this: she is the teacher that replaced Mr. Vollman when he and another teacher had an affair. They now have two kids together, and are married. Mrs. Vollman has since remarried, and still teaches at FLS). What the hell? I can't get away from that place f I try!! Friends that I literally haven't seen in years, and a guy that may be more than a friend (don't ask) who knows all of the people I know, and we used to party together. AGGGHHH! It's too weird. I feel like my brain is on recall-this-part-of-your-life overload, and I'm not quite sure how to process all of it.
Dang. I feel like I should say something incredibly brilliant- something that sounds like Buddha himself would say it, I should be so insightful. It's because all this thinking about shit makes me see that there is nothing in the past that I should change, so why regret it. If I could go bak and change it, then I could regret my actions of not going back and changing my actions. But I can't, so I regret nothing. I'm simply trying to learn from stuff that I did then (and a little bit now), and see where the path of life takes me after that.
Wow. Who knew it took so much brain power to be so damn philosophical?