Jun 05, 2007 00:13
"we're always pretending to be something we're not, we're actors in a play that we create, it exists only in our minds, we make our lives the stage, the setting, we're a million different people every day inside our heads, we appreciate conflict, notice ironies, we see deeper meaning, sometimes we create deeper meaning where there is none just to satisfy our sick need for mental stimulation, to constantly engage all of our senses, a curiousity that becomes torment because we will never be able to know everything, there's too much to see, too much air to breathe, too many secrets to uncover, too many emotions and not enough words, too many drunken admissions not remembered... but the point is that we'll never be able to know it all and this maddens us, it burns us, it is our poison, our only saviour, the meaning we give to letters, the way we analyze sunsets, celebrate our confident self-awareness which is really nothing more than avoidance and alcoholism."
i also liked that.
not alot goin on. been at goodhue alot. hunting for a job still. 4 applications in, 1 interview scheduled, hopefully somethin will materialize soon. bath is so lame. i cant wait to get a job just so i can afford to go on road trips to get out of this place. im realizing that in life, you need to keep those who care about you close and not let them drift away, because after a while you'll realize that when you need someone and they arent there, you missed your chance. anyway, time for bed.
peace.