Monday, February 21, 2005
Choices, choices...
Whoever said that variety is the spice of life must have died of severe heart-burn. Where are the good ol' days where you had few decisions and life was smooth? Where are the days where there were only 10 channels on the TV and you had to hate something enough to get off your ass and change the damn thing using the knob on the TV! I have almost 500 channels on my TV, and we probably watch 6 of them. Nevertheless, my dad does enjoy flipping through the other 42 dozen channels. It's alright, he's growing old, he needs to practice for retirement...you know, hone his channel flipping skills. I dread that, growing old. Ick. Being old and useless while your kids complain about the burden you are. How depressing. I always tell my mom that I would never do that to them. If they were a burden, I wouldn't say a word, I'd just ship 'em off to the nearest retirement home. No, that's mean. I wouldn't. Maybe. No, I wouldn't. Although, I could. Maybe in Florida, or Pakistan, or Canada...so many choices. Argh, heart-burn.Over and Out...
Waldo! at 12:00 PM
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Journeys
Yes yes yes...this is my second post this week and yes, it is very weird for me to do that. But hey, it felt nice writing yesterday, so I'm doing in again today. I was rummaging through my laptop and came across this little piece I had written some time back. Here's how it went:I tell my friends that I'm not looking for anyone. I tell my friends that I'm not in search of anyone to complete me. I'm not lying. I don't belive that anyone can complete me...only I can complete me. I do, on the other hand, crave companionship. I crave those special moments one spends in someone's loving embrace, those minutes one spends holding hands or staring into another's eyes. That is what I crave...someone who compliments me, not completes me. But I'll be patient. I will wait my turn. I'm in no hurry to find that person. Or is that because I already have? A scary thought, one that has come across my mind more than once! Could it be possible that while on the train of life, I missed my stop because i was too lost in my thoughts?? I certainly hope not. So, I still buy the ticket, and I still board the train, and I will continue to do so until I've found that one person. The once person I am willing to get off the train forever for.
So what if I don't see the light, it doesn't mean I am not stumbling through the darkness looking for it. isn't it better to search for something and then bask in the glory of finding it than having it given to you wrapped in shiny paper?
The funny thing is, I wrote that so many months ago, but it still applies to everything. I'm still lonely, still wandering around looking for that special one, only this time, I'm a year older. I have nothing more to say...
Over and Out.
Waldo! at 10:00 AM