inordinant

this morning slid by, my copy of primary colors returned last night to me (i pitted hours against me to watch it) and kept comparing it -upsides, downsides- with any other story of someone who wanted to do it right, whatever it was. i imagine great rows of trials and errors, mistakes that broke backs and whatnot.

most of us here (in this world) are just putting one foot in front of the other, just exhaling because we already inhaled so why not?

all lives of this type are tiresome and dry out souls before their due. so now, today, i am a cocophany of instants pressed into my forehead, i am trying (fragrantly) to pin down the up points and downpoints and know which one will be the road that i travel (less traveled or not)-

wisdom comes from failures, they say, but they're wrong...wisdom comes from decisions, and these (the people in my life) are colorful and every cahnce belongs to each of them to be great.

2004-06-25 | 3:02 p.m.
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