And So It Goes
Incidents give way to decisions which ultimately lead to solutions in one way or another. Sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse. In my case, I'm not sure which it will be. As the weeks begin to fly rapidly by and the warm air currents of summer begin to dissipate, I feel that time is running out. With the first cool evening last week, I knew that fall, followed closely by winter, would be fast approaching. This means, decisions need to be made. Yet, I feel that I'm not the best judge or jury to cast a verdict on what should happen in the next few months. With my biased viewpoint I feel somewhat swayed towards one side. You are probably sitting at your desk, or nestled up in your beds reading this and wondering what am I talking about. As much as I would love to indulge your curiosity I cannot for fear of having countless people come up to me not soon after posting this entry and badgering me with questions, comments, opinions, colorful metaphors, etc.
Suffice it to say, once the semester comes and goes things will be different. I just have to decide how "radical" these so-called changes will be. It comes down to personal choice and personal.... restraint? Not sure if that is the best word for what I'm trying to get across. We all have our limits in multiple capacities and usually I have a high tolerance. Tolerance! That was the word I was looking for. Anyways, I have a high tolerance for taking the punches more so than dishing them out. I'm sure most of my friends can attest to that. Yet, there comes a time when the comments that once seemed so weak and so insignificant begin to add up until there's a large hemorrhage that begins to disrupt everything. Needless to say, this is what has happened. But like the quiet person that I am, I usually swallow it down like that last bite of brussels sprouts at the dinner table and walk away. Because retreat is always the safest course of action, is it not?
It isn't a matter of courage or "standing up for myself." It comes down the fact that I don't like to ruffle feathers or go against the grain. Who am I to say anything back? Conflict gets goes no where except backwards, so I choose not to engage in it.
Oh well. Another day, another set of random events to endure and assimilate into my life. It is through those adaptations that we as human beings become better people (hopefully). I wish I had more time to write like this, but work and class does not permit it, so I'm enjoying these ten minutes that I have allotted for this because I feel that this is the only real expression I have anymore. It's sad that the only person I can confer with is a non-living assemblage of wires and computer components.
Yet we are all selfish human beings at the core. With our own problems, dilemmas, situations that whole engulf our life and our thoughts. Constantly nagging us as the days and nights roll forward. Some of the time we don't have the courtesy to extend our good nature toward others when its needed the most; myself included. But like I said, we are all selfish human beings.
So cheers to a week almost over. Cheers to the weekend that fast approaches. And cheers to you who are content.
Suffice it to say, once the semester comes and goes things will be different. I just have to decide how "radical" these so-called changes will be. It comes down to personal choice and personal.... restraint? Not sure if that is the best word for what I'm trying to get across. We all have our limits in multiple capacities and usually I have a high tolerance. Tolerance! That was the word I was looking for. Anyways, I have a high tolerance for taking the punches more so than dishing them out. I'm sure most of my friends can attest to that. Yet, there comes a time when the comments that once seemed so weak and so insignificant begin to add up until there's a large hemorrhage that begins to disrupt everything. Needless to say, this is what has happened. But like the quiet person that I am, I usually swallow it down like that last bite of brussels sprouts at the dinner table and walk away. Because retreat is always the safest course of action, is it not?
It isn't a matter of courage or "standing up for myself." It comes down the fact that I don't like to ruffle feathers or go against the grain. Who am I to say anything back? Conflict gets goes no where except backwards, so I choose not to engage in it.
Oh well. Another day, another set of random events to endure and assimilate into my life. It is through those adaptations that we as human beings become better people (hopefully). I wish I had more time to write like this, but work and class does not permit it, so I'm enjoying these ten minutes that I have allotted for this because I feel that this is the only real expression I have anymore. It's sad that the only person I can confer with is a non-living assemblage of wires and computer components.
Yet we are all selfish human beings at the core. With our own problems, dilemmas, situations that whole engulf our life and our thoughts. Constantly nagging us as the days and nights roll forward. Some of the time we don't have the courtesy to extend our good nature toward others when its needed the most; myself included. But like I said, we are all selfish human beings.
So cheers to a week almost over. Cheers to the weekend that fast approaches. And cheers to you who are content.