Change
I am not under the assumption that I understand everything. I think I come off as that way, to friends, family, and people I don’t know. In some places, my knowledge is helpful, and in some places my notion of knowledge in a particular subject is obnoxious – perhaps even rude. I feel as if I know quite a bit at eighteen when I know I do not; a lot of my decisions are based on impulse, want, and feelings.
I am a nightmare.
Still, I know the basic plot outlines of the life I want to have. I do not know how I will get there and money seems a bit of a tough thing to come by. I have plans for a job I know will happen, a desire for a life that is not possible right now.
And all of this comes about because of the enormous transition I am about to embark on – the being an adult and having to contribute to this God-forsaken society. I am deciding who I want to be and how I want to act for the rest of my life, all of this happening in a brief moment compared to the cosmic realities of everything that has and will ever happen.
We are at Armageddon.
Let us accept change as it is and not whore our lives out to something we are not. Perhaps change is not meant to be forced, but is instead meant to evolve from the desire to change and will come at its own pace. But does that not mean the change is forced?
We are neither reasonable nor tangible.
Don’t be so quick to compromise.
- scott
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