storm before the calm
I feel very removed, but I don't mean this negatively.
It's not often that this feeling of detachment happens - detachment from my surroundings, detachment from myself...it's as if all this space has been created. Where I can safely observe from a distance. And it's not as if I can't feel things, it's just that for the first time in a while, emotions don't seem so overwhelming. Everything seems manageable. I'm watching everything in such a cool, patient fashion.
As if I have all this time and I'm not quite sure what to do with it. I'm content with having it though, I'm sure of that. I don't feel like it's being wasted. I'm appreciating just being taken from moment to moment. Living and breathing, watching and learning.
Despite all the cramming in college that suggests everything is quick and intense, I suddenly feel like life's pace has turned to slow motion - learning takes so long.
The most evident of this are the issues, problems, matters that persist throughout so much time. Throughout so many events, throughout so much life - there are still things that need to be addressed, constantly dealt with and adapted to.
Relationships too. As we grow, as our surroundings change, as life as we know it transforms before us - we still manage to hold on to people we care about. Despite everything. Even when it hurts, even when it's hard.
Human persistence. I guess it says a lot about our nature. Maybe not everyone is the same, but for some reason, something within me tugs at what I believe to be true, even if it's challenged by logic, endless analysis, or just the simple fact of being.
Within all of us exists goodness, good intentions. Sometimes they're ignored, sometimes they're covered up. Sometimes we get caught up in bullshit and trip over the good stuff. And maybe sometimes other people's problems become our own. But really, all that we have to deal with on our own is enough.
To thine own self be true
It's not often that this feeling of detachment happens - detachment from my surroundings, detachment from myself...it's as if all this space has been created. Where I can safely observe from a distance. And it's not as if I can't feel things, it's just that for the first time in a while, emotions don't seem so overwhelming. Everything seems manageable. I'm watching everything in such a cool, patient fashion.
As if I have all this time and I'm not quite sure what to do with it. I'm content with having it though, I'm sure of that. I don't feel like it's being wasted. I'm appreciating just being taken from moment to moment. Living and breathing, watching and learning.
Despite all the cramming in college that suggests everything is quick and intense, I suddenly feel like life's pace has turned to slow motion - learning takes so long.
The most evident of this are the issues, problems, matters that persist throughout so much time. Throughout so many events, throughout so much life - there are still things that need to be addressed, constantly dealt with and adapted to.
Relationships too. As we grow, as our surroundings change, as life as we know it transforms before us - we still manage to hold on to people we care about. Despite everything. Even when it hurts, even when it's hard.
Human persistence. I guess it says a lot about our nature. Maybe not everyone is the same, but for some reason, something within me tugs at what I believe to be true, even if it's challenged by logic, endless analysis, or just the simple fact of being.
Within all of us exists goodness, good intentions. Sometimes they're ignored, sometimes they're covered up. Sometimes we get caught up in bullshit and trip over the good stuff. And maybe sometimes other people's problems become our own. But really, all that we have to deal with on our own is enough.
To thine own self be true