March 19, 2003
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here's an ode to everyone
*salute*
i became an adult the day i stood up.
i became an adult the day i beared the brunt of rejection, folded up the letter, and threw it in the trash without a tear.
i became an adult the day i heard his voice, sarcastic and snarling, and only listened quietly for the storm to pass.
i became an adult the day i realized the truth about love: that it is not all-powerful, that it is not eternal, that it may not even exist.
i became an adult the day i sat at the deserted breakfast table alone, contemplating the coming day filled with newfound horrors, and resolved to face them alone.
i became an adult the day i lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, lonely but unfraid.
i became an adult the day i walked along the street at dusk, tired and hurting, but refused to head straight home.
i became an adult the day i dragged myself out of bed, knowing punctuality was more important than thirty more minutes of sleep.
i became an adult the day i was able to stand on my own two feet, and look other people in the eyes, smile through the pain, the fatigue, the infinite weariness, and know that in my heart there will always be something, even if it is only the foolish glimmer of hope.
i became an adult the day i realized that life is difficult, but inevitable.
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They strike a chord, and this one stings:
"i became an adult the day i realized the truth about love: that it is not all-powerful, that it is not eternal, that it may not even exist."
It probably is true. But it's nice to believe otherwise: to believe, at least, that it does exist. We can only try. and it's something that I want to be a part of my life.
hi~
hey man...i like you hobbies...'consoling frend' thanks for being there for me man!!! i feel better...what with that 'guardian angel' encounter and ive discovered a show with a hot doode to take my mind of things. still relishing the effects of our "last meal"
*sigh*
see you in chem..hope the papers going well...mine? not GOING atallL!!!
love,
lyn
Ever read Aeschylus?
The chorus to Agamemnon keeps repeating a line that has seared itself into my mind: "We must suffer, suffer, into truth." If only there were another way...
"i realized the truth about love: that it is not all-powerful, that it is not eternal, that it may not even exist."
sigh. it is indeed difficult to understand--it does exist, though we scarcely know the reasons. as for its being all-powerful and eternal...it's been said that we all recall a golden time in our lives when we believed in these things. I, for one, started out a cynic and was *pleasantly* surprised.
I don't think we ever definitively become adults. Change is always subtly shifting our frame of reference.
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