Think of all the times you've had, write them in a letter that says 'goodbye'
This post will not humor, but it will enlighten. Perhaps even awake you from your state of ennui. I just want to explain the hazards of being content with your life. Because from now on, while I may enjoy my life, I will never become content again. Because things and people, like seasons, do change. However, unlike seasons, you cannot count on them to come back around again. As I became more content I became more stagnant and did less and less (other than those things that made me content). However those things started changing. High school ended. Friends moved away. College started. Every phase of my life has been different yet I haven't treated them like that. I've expected the same things to continue and count as much as they have in the past. They don't. It caused me to ruin a relationship and prevent solid friendships. It leaves me wondering now what has happened to this fairy tale I had been living? My life of leisure had become turbulent and I did not know how to handle it- because all along I had not being questioning everything and furthering my development. My mind did not develop as it should have- neither did my emotions, because I still am attached to a life that had disintegrated long ago. As my blog is my witness, this is an internal reflection of how I feel now. The realization that certain friends won't be around next semester, that certain friends won't be around this summer, and that someone else won't be around ever again struck a chord with me today and it is my intention to keep it reverberating until death. Never again with I confuse content with happy. Right now I'm happy, but I am not content and won't ever be.
I feel this is an important quote from the book I am currently reading.
"It is neither possible nor necessary to educate people who never question anything"- Catch 22
music: coheed and cambria
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