It's funny how a mind can change.
What one feels in a moment can dissipate like the last breath of a spark.
Still we somehow make decisions that can alter the courses of our fleeting lives.
I feel that fleetingness.
Kind of like a hurtling, speeding madness.
I can catch snippets of conversation but nothing can really stick.
I guess you're never really as prepared as you think you are.
And even as unprepared as we can get there is a seemingly never ending battle to produce fresh content.
I get it.
I would even go so far as to say I like it.
It's a challenge.
Something new.
Something never done before.
But sometimes I do wonder, just exactly how to act.
How can I fit in?
I remember unceremoniously cutting off the piece of me that excluded me from the group all those years ago.
It's ironic
because now I fight a constant uphill battle
just to differentiate myself
from
my
group of
peers.
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