current situation; a rant
Mountains of work. Yes, I'll get it done-I know that for sure. The reason I know this for sure is become right now I'm working on this raw energy mostly compiled of the anger and restlessness of my current situation. Current situation being? I want out. Out of what? Goodness, this schedule of working all the time, this responsibility. And I know that I will never really leave responsibility but at one point I do know that i will not have this kind of pressure. That's exactly what is pushing me through, the fact that if I don't push maybe I won't make it to the other side of the hill. Because I know that with the climb I've also got the beautiful view and summer-salt roll on the way down.
I've got a really bad ant bite on my foot making my anxious energy pour out through scratching the other foot.
My Dad shared a secret with me last night after seeing a certain political movie with him. He wants his children to get passports as soon as possible. He believes within the next couple of years America is going to become a communist country leading to world war three. He called me today after rehearsal to ina sense continue talking about it. Sometimes I'd really like to believe in the same conspiracies he believes in, just so we could have a common threaded idea, but I never do.
The innocence in me just screams that my future days are filled with beauty. I will attend my dream school, help people with disabilities the rest of my life and raise a family in that house off Lake Michigan in a Chicago suburb. That we will have the foggy view from our pourch that you wrote with such a believable enchantment. Yes, I read it again last night, for the last time I secretly swore. Maybe it will become true.
How can I keep climbing this hill if I believe the world is going to end a couple of years anyway? I must dream. It's what I do best.
The joy and the misery. I did not choose him and he did not choose me.
I believe there is good people in this world. Maybe they don't out weigh the bad but I will be among them. One that dies for the dream of beauty. I won't try to run from the evil, I will fight the good fight and still try to be the change in the world. I believe in struggle but also the cool wet rag that will be placed on my head at the end of the day. I believe in the rest, the joy that comes past the misery.
I believe in the breathtaking views, even if they are of exiting empires.
I've got a really bad ant bite on my foot making my anxious energy pour out through scratching the other foot.
My Dad shared a secret with me last night after seeing a certain political movie with him. He wants his children to get passports as soon as possible. He believes within the next couple of years America is going to become a communist country leading to world war three. He called me today after rehearsal to ina sense continue talking about it. Sometimes I'd really like to believe in the same conspiracies he believes in, just so we could have a common threaded idea, but I never do.
The innocence in me just screams that my future days are filled with beauty. I will attend my dream school, help people with disabilities the rest of my life and raise a family in that house off Lake Michigan in a Chicago suburb. That we will have the foggy view from our pourch that you wrote with such a believable enchantment. Yes, I read it again last night, for the last time I secretly swore. Maybe it will become true.
How can I keep climbing this hill if I believe the world is going to end a couple of years anyway? I must dream. It's what I do best.
The joy and the misery. I did not choose him and he did not choose me.
I believe there is good people in this world. Maybe they don't out weigh the bad but I will be among them. One that dies for the dream of beauty. I won't try to run from the evil, I will fight the good fight and still try to be the change in the world. I believe in struggle but also the cool wet rag that will be placed on my head at the end of the day. I believe in the rest, the joy that comes past the misery.
I believe in the breathtaking views, even if they are of exiting empires.