stalking old friends on facebook, looking at pictures

[msrubyvixen]

The first girl I ever kissed, the girl I went to freshman orientation in high school with in our matching collars and black nail polish, band t-shirts and too much makeup, is married to some random shaved head air-force dude. They've both found Jesus. It's terrifying. It's not that marrying some random dude or finding Jesus is that terrifying, it's

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[anoldbruise]

I've run into a lot of this. She can "just be happy" with what she has and you "can't" because she accepts simplicity. She's afraid of change, afraid of pushing boundaries, afraid to step outside of her box because the world is a cruel scary place, and its easier to stay locked up within yourself than to venture out and explore.

This state does not work for some of us, as we immediately become claustrophobic from it. We get bored with safe mediocrity. We want to find new ways to have fun, to be happy, to see beauty, to experience our time here. We want to push ourselves as far as we possibly can - and then a little more. People like your friend, they aren't bad people for being the way they are. I mean, not inherently. They're just afraid without even realizing they're afraid. They're like the cattle at those factory ranches down on I-5 (lovingly known as 'cowswitz' by many). Say you're an animal activist, you head on down to that huge farm with your ALF buddies, cut open the gate, and yell at the cows 'you're free! Run little cows! Run! Go frolic in the fields!'

What do they do? Blink.

[msrubyvixen]

the last part of that made me laugh so much it echoed through the lobby here, thank you.