Wednesday, July 23, 2003
I came home tonight and sat down at my computer.
Alone in my house. Alone, in general, for the first time in a long time.
It's weird cuz back in the day, 2 months ago, I was spending every night
alone in my room. Upset, sad that I had nothing to get me out of bed.
Here I sit now, busy and happy. The two seem to cooperate so perfectly.
Remember this moment Joe.
Remember the introspective nature of this feeling.
There are times when everything slows down for a moment and you
are given the chance to truly experience it. Seemingly for the first
time of your life. But you've been in this place before and your concious
knows that. Yet, this time it feels different. This time it feels real.
It's rare to experience peace like this. It leaves faster than it comes.
But the sheer exhiliration of it all makes these moments worth the wait.
Worth the sadness and worth the frustration that is commonplace.
Still
I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Alone in my house. Alone, in general, for the first time in a long time.
It's weird cuz back in the day, 2 months ago, I was spending every night
alone in my room. Upset, sad that I had nothing to get me out of bed.
Here I sit now, busy and happy. The two seem to cooperate so perfectly.
Remember this moment Joe.
Remember the introspective nature of this feeling.
There are times when everything slows down for a moment and you
are given the chance to truly experience it. Seemingly for the first
time of your life. But you've been in this place before and your concious
knows that. Yet, this time it feels different. This time it feels real.
It's rare to experience peace like this. It leaves faster than it comes.
But the sheer exhiliration of it all makes these moments worth the wait.
Worth the sadness and worth the frustration that is commonplace.
Still
I wouldn't trade it for the world.
