Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Perfection
I wish the world were a perfect place. It is not. People do bad things, good people get cancer and die, bad people who smoke and drink and cuss live to be 100 sometimes. The rich get richer, the poor get poorer, and so on. I am too tired to figure out who is at fault and WAY too tired and ignorant to sort it all out, right from wrong, good from bad. I think those of you who have it all figured out do not. There was a time when I was sure about things, lived my life right, had everything that I thought I wanted, and then it was gone; like that, nothing left but memories and a few pictures. One thing is for sure: I am not going to tell anyone what to do or how to think. Good luck with doing that, I hope you get what you want, if only for a little while.
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Not telling people what to do or how to think is a gift. If only people would adhere to that, there would be acceptance and in turn, peace.
Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive.
*SMILE* Thank you, Graze. I am very stressed out right now, end of one set of classes(no final grades yet) start of another, my wife is stressing over hers (she is a perfectionist) no time for enjoying life right now, and people jumping on me because they dont agree with the truth. The only consolation I have right now is I can still go to the gym and exercise my worries away!
Have a great weekend Webberpa!
It's not fair that you have the same feeling of stress now over grades that you probably experienced in High school! You'd think it would be easier at this age but maybe it's a bit harder because of everything else that life throws at you at "this age."
You are doing great! You should be proud of yourself for making the decision to hit the books this time around. :)
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You don't sound happy. You need a hug.
And a chill pill! You don't have to ace classes with 100%! ;)
Well, guys thanks for the support...I guess I should just chill, but you dont know my wife! Seriously, she is going to give me a heart attack. This morning she was ready to divorce me because I didnt listen to her very well...then I rubbed her feet with lotion and we are all better now...for a while, anyway. Thanks, guys.
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