Nov 06, 2007 18:05
Wish me luck in the world. Wish the world luck in breathing through me positively, in convincing me it can all be alright. I’m knee deep in second chances, but I still can’t admit to the regret that brought them all flooding here. Maybe I will finally fall into a clear fight--a winner loser referee spectator fight. No one else will come to life, no amount of anything will change the reasons for the fight. I will win I will lose I will be alright because a lack of finality is all I have ever learned to fear the pain of. Somehow it’s all I’ve learned to find. Now I am stationary. I will find without looking. It will find me, it will be set into motion by someone, something else. I will not be the eight year old jeering and pushing that first domino. I am that first domino. I can only see exactly the next one in front of me, and am willing to fall down and crash crash crash--see where it all goes. There is no guarantee that this will end differently; I am no professional, have no qualifications in life remaking, only ideas I stole from penny wishing fountains. Maybe this one will work, maybe the next. This is the only way I know how to start over again.
I'm just ready to see where things go if I leave it all to chance.
See if it makes any sort of difference at all.
Find out if I just try too hard.
ps- I talked with my roomate today, and she said that last night I was running and crying and talking in my sleep and just having awful nightmares. I think that's either why I feel so awful today or because I feel so awful. My head hurts, I have trouble thinking, I feel dizzy, switch between being freezing and hot, and the back of my throat is sore (Im not coughing or anything, it's just sore.)
I slept instead of going to my post-lunch class so that I could be semi-coherent for a math
quiz.
I have volleyball tonight which should be exciting, and I wish that I had a way to get to Des Moines, but I guess that's just how things go. It's exciting that it was suggested, though.