Coping, great. Settling for, not so much. Argh, i look horrible in uniform stripes. No one told me that ignorance is not an excuse for dismissal. Ignorance, ignore/ance, of the law excuses no man: Not that all men know the law, but because 'tis an excuse every man will plead, and no man can tell how to refute him.
Obviously bliss is not the door i thought i slammed. Dark. Stifling. The kind of dark that your eyes never become adjusted, because there is not the slightest sliver of light.
Then the choices got real limited. The proverbial wrench de duress. Unchecked doubt will drag most everyone around by the hair; don’t know … well, I COULD have been sleepwalking and cut the neighbor’s throat …
Mr. Freud are you listening? This couch is as hard as concrete + just as cold. Life has twists + turns + no matter the plans or how much you second-guess; what happens is usually something you never imagined. That is both the scary part + the exciting part.
Reminding me of paraphrazing an old proverb. If its not broken don’t fix it, if its broken don’t fix it.
Wisdom is achieved very slowly. i heard somewhere this is because intellectual knowledge, easily acquired, must be transformed into emotional, or subconscious knowledge. Once transformed the imprint is permanent.
The mind is so very loud when it is silent.
Qui tacet consentire. How nice.
