may.20.2005
I am living with regret. She's a horrible roommate.
The other day, I found a dead baby bird on my porch. I cried like a child. I swear I'm four years old. A duck nested in my garden a few weeks ago. She's sitting on eggs now, and I can't help peeking in on them every time I leave my house. I swear I'm six years old. I took a walk back to the creek two days ago,I dangled my toes in the water, and thought about life and happiness, and how grown up I'm getting to be, finally. I swear I'm twelve years old. I finished the semsester about a week and a half ago- I missed a 4.0 by two points, and thought about how I need to buckle down and make up for it next semester, how you don't get ahead in life by resting on your laurels. I swear I'm twenty-four years old. I held my brand new baby cousin on sunday, and dreamed about creating life- giving of myself to make something beautiful. I swear I'm thirty years old. I watched my brother make a play at his baseball game on wednesday, my heart swelling with pride and thinking forward to the amazing man that he'll become. I swear I'm fifty years old. Yesterday, i got the news about dale. I thought back over my life, over all those that i've loved, those that I've left, those that have left me, those that I've lost. I thought about life- how it seems that you only say hello once, and then never stop saying Goodbye. I realized that life is a long stream of tears- joy, sorrow, pain, heartache, and happiness. Sometimes you dangle your feet, sometimes you wade, wometimes you swim- sometimes you drown.
I swear I'm eighty years old.
The other day, I found a dead baby bird on my porch. I cried like a child. I swear I'm four years old. A duck nested in my garden a few weeks ago. She's sitting on eggs now, and I can't help peeking in on them every time I leave my house. I swear I'm six years old. I took a walk back to the creek two days ago,I dangled my toes in the water, and thought about life and happiness, and how grown up I'm getting to be, finally. I swear I'm twelve years old. I finished the semsester about a week and a half ago- I missed a 4.0 by two points, and thought about how I need to buckle down and make up for it next semester, how you don't get ahead in life by resting on your laurels. I swear I'm twenty-four years old. I held my brand new baby cousin on sunday, and dreamed about creating life- giving of myself to make something beautiful. I swear I'm thirty years old. I watched my brother make a play at his baseball game on wednesday, my heart swelling with pride and thinking forward to the amazing man that he'll become. I swear I'm fifty years old. Yesterday, i got the news about dale. I thought back over my life, over all those that i've loved, those that I've left, those that have left me, those that I've lost. I thought about life- how it seems that you only say hello once, and then never stop saying Goodbye. I realized that life is a long stream of tears- joy, sorrow, pain, heartache, and happiness. Sometimes you dangle your feet, sometimes you wade, wometimes you swim- sometimes you drown.
I swear I'm eighty years old.