Oct 07, 2008 19:36
Maybe it's just because it's fall, but I'm feeling rather alive tonight. I'm on edge with energy, and need to do something with it, so tonight I decided to go through my worldly possessions, and chuck as many of them as I could stand. Simplicity is becoming increasingly important to me, but more and more difficult to maintain. Not that there's anything wrong with wanting to define yourself with material goods, but I gotta pack light if I want to go where I'm planning on in life.
The timer in the back of my head is counting down. Since middle school, when I really became more aware of the world around me, a little clock has started in my brain. I feel like something immense is going to happen it gets closer every year. I want to be a part of it. I'm ready for the environmental holocaust, bring on the war, famine, zombies. I was born a fighter. I'm the brawler pacing, smoking, in a trench coat of shadows. When the apocalypse happens, I'll be the figure trespassing on your spirits, rummaging through your cabinets for food.
Hope you don't mind.