Moo
Why is it that when ever I am on the brink of Happiness there is some event which transires that causes my jovial attitude to subside?
Why is it that I am seemingly no allowed a moment of that which I desire?
I know that I love photography as much as any person can, and yet I still find my self trapped in what seems to be an endless struggle to allow myself to balance it and my personal life. I mean honestly there is that part of me which would love for once plans that are made which would result in my heart to be light to go through. Forget the all to often physical anaolgy people put with "spending quality time" with a member of the opposite sex. I just want to be able to talk with a person whose views are not neccisarily the same as mine. I want to experience a person who is perhaps not what I would normally associate with, and pursue conversation for its own intellectual sake, rather than a past time whose drone is merely to allow fleeting moments to pass.
I want to be happy, and I am realizing that you cannot wrest it from the world as I try to do, but you must allow it to come to you. However, when ever I do wait for it to come to me, it seems impeded by irregular events which transpire against my will and what would seem reason.
Well, I suppose another night alone will be good to clear my head of the recent aggrivations which cause my general state of disarray.
Night loves, I hope to see you all soon.
Larry
Why is it that I am seemingly no allowed a moment of that which I desire?
I know that I love photography as much as any person can, and yet I still find my self trapped in what seems to be an endless struggle to allow myself to balance it and my personal life. I mean honestly there is that part of me which would love for once plans that are made which would result in my heart to be light to go through. Forget the all to often physical anaolgy people put with "spending quality time" with a member of the opposite sex. I just want to be able to talk with a person whose views are not neccisarily the same as mine. I want to experience a person who is perhaps not what I would normally associate with, and pursue conversation for its own intellectual sake, rather than a past time whose drone is merely to allow fleeting moments to pass.
I want to be happy, and I am realizing that you cannot wrest it from the world as I try to do, but you must allow it to come to you. However, when ever I do wait for it to come to me, it seems impeded by irregular events which transpire against my will and what would seem reason.
Well, I suppose another night alone will be good to clear my head of the recent aggrivations which cause my general state of disarray.
Night loves, I hope to see you all soon.
Larry