waiting...
May. 26th, 2004 11:41 amI wish it would hurry up and rain and get it over with. I'm sick of waiting in the heat and humidity and oppression and never getting more then a few drops, like my life.
Sometimes I can't help but wish that the waiting would be over and the Someday would be Now and I would have the life I've been planning for and working towards and vaugely dreaming about. Vaugely because I don't know exactly how it will be, but the Dream is there.
It is wonderful and heartbreaking to long for the Higher that may or may not come.
Sometimes I can become drunk on Knowledge. I mustn't let that overtake my grasp on reality.
Sometimes I can't help but wish that the waiting would be over and the Someday would be Now and I would have the life I've been planning for and working towards and vaugely dreaming about. Vaugely because I don't know exactly how it will be, but the Dream is there.
It is wonderful and heartbreaking to long for the Higher that may or may not come.
Sometimes I can become drunk on Knowledge. I mustn't let that overtake my grasp on reality.