I've returned again. I was made an offer I couldn't refuse. Such is the way of life.
Right now I'm starting a new semester, hoping that it will be different from the last. I feel different, in some ways. It is hard to explain. I wonder if it is...liberation?
A lot of things that I used to crave, I no longer crave. I want to want them, but it is as if I have seen some truth about them that makes them different than how I thought they were, and now I can't pretend that truth is not there.
I looked outside today, and saw that it was really bright and sunny. In the distance there are really dark clouds. I was excited by the clash of the light against the dark. I wonder why contrast appeals to us so much, why conflict is so stimulating to us.
Right now I'm starting a new semester, hoping that it will be different from the last. I feel different, in some ways. It is hard to explain. I wonder if it is...liberation?
A lot of things that I used to crave, I no longer crave. I want to want them, but it is as if I have seen some truth about them that makes them different than how I thought they were, and now I can't pretend that truth is not there.
I looked outside today, and saw that it was really bright and sunny. In the distance there are really dark clouds. I was excited by the clash of the light against the dark. I wonder why contrast appeals to us so much, why conflict is so stimulating to us.
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Damn good to see you made it back...
Do you still talk to Charolette ever?