Lost?...
So...
A few nights ago, I was driving up to Wal-Mart to pick up some medicine for my brother. On the way there, I took the back roads, and as I was nearing Broadway, I saw (and almost hit) this hitchhiker. As soon as he glimpsed headlights growing brighter behind him, he would quickly turn around and stick out his thumb in that timeless way to ask a ride.
I didn't pick him up, because you just don't do that.
Yet he made me think. About me, about life...about MY life. It's funny how something so inonsequental can turn out something so big...
I realized, I'm not unhappy with the way things are anymore. They simply are. Whatever I deal with, I deal with, and I'm all the better for it. I know know that if it really was something so bad, I would have stuck out my thumb a long time ago...but I have too many people who love me, and wouldn't forgive me if I did.
At the same time, I realized that though I'm happy, happier than I've been in a long time, I was also a little jealous of the hitchhiker. He was going somewhere...whether it be home, or places untravelled. It made me realize that I don't want to stay in Michigan forever...I want to go, do, see...everything I can.
I wish I were my grandparents...they live in a motor home full time, and all they do is travel, travel, travel. They were just in New Orleans, and are currently in the road to Arizona.
So, that's the end of Auna confession hour.
I'm never speaking to certain individuals again. What they said to me and insinuated to me last night was unforgivable...and even I will never forgive them for what was said. All I want is for all of that past shit to be let go, and to leave me out of it.
Yeah...I still have to get that damn flat fixed...eh...I should go do that now...
A few nights ago, I was driving up to Wal-Mart to pick up some medicine for my brother. On the way there, I took the back roads, and as I was nearing Broadway, I saw (and almost hit) this hitchhiker. As soon as he glimpsed headlights growing brighter behind him, he would quickly turn around and stick out his thumb in that timeless way to ask a ride.
I didn't pick him up, because you just don't do that.
Yet he made me think. About me, about life...about MY life. It's funny how something so inonsequental can turn out something so big...
I realized, I'm not unhappy with the way things are anymore. They simply are. Whatever I deal with, I deal with, and I'm all the better for it. I know know that if it really was something so bad, I would have stuck out my thumb a long time ago...but I have too many people who love me, and wouldn't forgive me if I did.
At the same time, I realized that though I'm happy, happier than I've been in a long time, I was also a little jealous of the hitchhiker. He was going somewhere...whether it be home, or places untravelled. It made me realize that I don't want to stay in Michigan forever...I want to go, do, see...everything I can.
I wish I were my grandparents...they live in a motor home full time, and all they do is travel, travel, travel. They were just in New Orleans, and are currently in the road to Arizona.
So, that's the end of Auna confession hour.
I'm never speaking to certain individuals again. What they said to me and insinuated to me last night was unforgivable...and even I will never forgive them for what was said. All I want is for all of that past shit to be let go, and to leave me out of it.
Yeah...I still have to get that damn flat fixed...eh...I should go do that now...