Nov 14, 2006 10:17
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
People come into my life just at the time I need them. It's funny like that, and... I don't know. Sometimes it gives me faith in something larger than myself.
I do believe in fate... and I believe that everything happens because that is how it is supposed to happen. I also believe that we, as humans, do have some hand in it... but I'm not sure how much, and whether or not that's a good thing.
I've been reminded lately of "Big Fish," for reasons in my life that may make sense to you, or may not. Either way, it's okay. Let's just say that, although I don't like to fish, trying to catch my own personal big fish is gratifying. Because at the end of the day, whether he's on my stringer or not, I'll know that I've done my best... I just hope I don't grow weary of being on the boat before I know for sure whether he's catchable or not.
(Did I take that metaphor too far?)
Lillis makes me hate my job. I want to run away and never come back.
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.