now i know that a breeze can blow me away
I feel i'm heading for a fall.
Things have been good recently, so i expect at some point soon things have to turn a little sour.
It's a bit like this:
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Imagine a big grassy field, stretching out as far as you can see. And in the middle of it is a trampoline. There's a little boy sitting next to the trampoline, and on his shirt is printed the word "colour"
The little boy scratches his head, stands up, and remembering what happened the last time, he carefully climbs onto the trampoline.
Cautiously at first, he begins to jump, and things seem pretty swell. Before long he finds he is enjoying it enough that caution goes out the window.
Higher, higher, and higher he jumps, a big dumb grin on his face the whole time.
Eventually he feels he can almost touch the stars, he is so high, and forgetting what happened the last time, he reaches out once more for a really beautifully bright star, hoping to bring it back down with him.
But he can't reach it, even though he feels so close, and to make matters worse, reaching so far has caused him to leave the safety of the trampoline mat.
And no matter how much he prepares himself for it, the fall to the ground always hurts.
After dusting himself off, the little boy stares at the trampoline for a long time, always concluding he will never be so stupid as to do that again. Sometimes it rains when this happens, and the little boy curses nobody in particular for whatever comes to mind.
But after a long enough period of time, he always gets to his feet and tries again.
Because reaching up for something he might never have is always more interesting than sitting around feeling sorry for himself in the grass.
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So hopefully that sums it all up.
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Two posts in two days?
Crazy, i know...
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'but when this feeling calls this world becomes another'
Things have been good recently, so i expect at some point soon things have to turn a little sour.
It's a bit like this:
***
Imagine a big grassy field, stretching out as far as you can see. And in the middle of it is a trampoline. There's a little boy sitting next to the trampoline, and on his shirt is printed the word "colour"
The little boy scratches his head, stands up, and remembering what happened the last time, he carefully climbs onto the trampoline.
Cautiously at first, he begins to jump, and things seem pretty swell. Before long he finds he is enjoying it enough that caution goes out the window.
Higher, higher, and higher he jumps, a big dumb grin on his face the whole time.
Eventually he feels he can almost touch the stars, he is so high, and forgetting what happened the last time, he reaches out once more for a really beautifully bright star, hoping to bring it back down with him.
But he can't reach it, even though he feels so close, and to make matters worse, reaching so far has caused him to leave the safety of the trampoline mat.
And no matter how much he prepares himself for it, the fall to the ground always hurts.
After dusting himself off, the little boy stares at the trampoline for a long time, always concluding he will never be so stupid as to do that again. Sometimes it rains when this happens, and the little boy curses nobody in particular for whatever comes to mind.
But after a long enough period of time, he always gets to his feet and tries again.
Because reaching up for something he might never have is always more interesting than sitting around feeling sorry for himself in the grass.
***
So hopefully that sums it all up.
***
Two posts in two days?
Crazy, i know...
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'but when this feeling calls this world becomes another'