when memories and fears begin showing up in an extremely vivid form
of sleep time dreaming, you know it’s time to take a check. unnecessary
and obsessive thoughts? i’m still paying the price and learning the
lesson. it really stinks. it’s like a montage of blinking lights – the
good and the bad – they take turns to fade and reappear; a dance that
never takes the curtain call.
the word of the week: attitude.
it changes everything, more than imaginable.
and it’s powerful, more than imaginable.
school’s finally in, and i’m still trying to grasp some form of
orientation to a new life in a new campus. nevertheless, in the midst of
a series of firsts and strangeness and incredulous hours, there is a
joy that is seeping in from somewhere. contrary to popular lament, these
things don’t seem useless at all. they are meaningful means to an
unending end.
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