毎日なんとなく過ぎちゃうだけ.
"Don't worry about Destiny." - Larry Goldberg
Somehow this has turned out to be this. Here I am.
You can look up people in reference books. The book will say "James Joyce was an Irish writer" or "Václav Havel is a Czech politician" or "Thales was a pre-Socratic philosopher from Miletus." A name, a nationality, and a noun.
I've written before about a feeling of dissatisfaction that a hypothetical entry about me in such a book would be difficult to write for lack of an appropriate noun. For most of my life, "Geoffrey W. is an American student" was a comfortable entry. Then there was a drifting, cloudy period. The flowing strands of smoke have coalesced now, like a film of incense in reverse slow-motion, a tiny steady spark pulling them out of the dissipated air and decombusting them into solid form.
I have worried about Destiny, I admit it. We were told not to, but I could not help it. But it was not my worry that brought Destiny to me; Destiny found me on its own. That's how it works.
Is.
Somehow this has turned out to be this. Here I am.
You can look up people in reference books. The book will say "James Joyce was an Irish writer" or "Václav Havel is a Czech politician" or "Thales was a pre-Socratic philosopher from Miletus." A name, a nationality, and a noun.
I've written before about a feeling of dissatisfaction that a hypothetical entry about me in such a book would be difficult to write for lack of an appropriate noun. For most of my life, "Geoffrey W. is an American student" was a comfortable entry. Then there was a drifting, cloudy period. The flowing strands of smoke have coalesced now, like a film of incense in reverse slow-motion, a tiny steady spark pulling them out of the dissipated air and decombusting them into solid form.
I have worried about Destiny, I admit it. We were told not to, but I could not help it. But it was not my worry that brought Destiny to me; Destiny found me on its own. That's how it works.
Is.