just posing a thought
Hung out with Matt tonight, we sat in his car and listened to Cds I made at the end of elementary and begining of highschool, Memory lane can be fun after all, It was nice just talking about old times, it really puts things into perspective. Reflecting on all te things that seemed so huge then are now so trivial and insignificant. Matt said if he could do it all over he would do plenty of things different. If i could do it all again I wouldnt change a thing.
Even now I dont regret anything. The last two years have really shaped me. I wouldnt change anything. I dont regret the Pedros', the Danny's or even the Neils. I wouldnt change a single arguement, A single conversation. I no longer regret the heartbreaks or the good times. I dont regret the feelings innciated by, for, and because of someone else.
It's strange this state im in, its almost surreal, I think I'm done analyzing, I can't go back so why wish I could? Even if by some chance I could go back the outcome would be the same, I cant change people. I've learned this. You cant change a mind that refuses to be altered in anyway. People are stuck in their ideals of what they want their world to be and all we can do is carry on and hope for the best. I think I have just reached a point of complete and utter exhaustion. I no longer care about saying the perfect sequence of words, I no longer care for striking the throat or hitting home, if someone can't see it from my perspective because they refuse to then its out of my hands. After awhile something just turns off. I dont have the patience. This is not to say I have given up or shrug everything off completely, when I'm right I'm right. I just dont feel the passion to fight anymore. It's difficult to put into words.
I'm happy where I am. I dont have a care in the world.
This is what convelescence feels like.
Even now I dont regret anything. The last two years have really shaped me. I wouldnt change anything. I dont regret the Pedros', the Danny's or even the Neils. I wouldnt change a single arguement, A single conversation. I no longer regret the heartbreaks or the good times. I dont regret the feelings innciated by, for, and because of someone else.
It's strange this state im in, its almost surreal, I think I'm done analyzing, I can't go back so why wish I could? Even if by some chance I could go back the outcome would be the same, I cant change people. I've learned this. You cant change a mind that refuses to be altered in anyway. People are stuck in their ideals of what they want their world to be and all we can do is carry on and hope for the best. I think I have just reached a point of complete and utter exhaustion. I no longer care about saying the perfect sequence of words, I no longer care for striking the throat or hitting home, if someone can't see it from my perspective because they refuse to then its out of my hands. After awhile something just turns off. I dont have the patience. This is not to say I have given up or shrug everything off completely, when I'm right I'm right. I just dont feel the passion to fight anymore. It's difficult to put into words.
I'm happy where I am. I dont have a care in the world.
This is what convelescence feels like.