Jun 28, 2008 18:55
I finally got my driver's license. Somehow I knew it was going to happen before the test started, that strange intuitive gut-feeling that borders on precognition. So that's one down. It feels like proof that I am capable of becoming a real person. Getting a job, going to college, breaking the cycle of stagnancy and inertia that seems to cripple my whole life. I feel like I finally deserve to grow up a little. Push my hair to the side, stop wearing worn out t-shirts all the time, stand up straight. You always feel the same on your birthday; people tell you you're older but nothing's really changed. I guess real growth is something you earn rather than accumulate.
I had an interesting dream this morning. The term "wish fulfillment" comes to mind when I try to describe it. It starred everyone I knew saying exactly what I wanted to hear them say.
Also I got hit by a car on my bike again. Partially because the driver was an idiot, but predominantly because I was an idiot. But the damage wasn't so bad, so instead of walking the bike home I flipped it over, found out what had come loose, and screwed it back into place. And went on my way as if nothing had happened.
Irrationality is the bane of my existence. It's my family curse. It's the human curse, really. And it's no doubt why all my conjurations of the future involve everyone turning into robots.