As is apparent in the lapse since my last entry, I have been experiencing a lack of inspiration. I think things were going really well in my life, and joy is no often inspiring for the soul licking sarcasm that is usually accompanied in times of stress and confusion. Not to say that I am not grateful for my life right now, yet no one has ever said life is easy. If someone chooses to make the mistake in stating that life is easy, it is probably because they have never had to work a day in their life, and have therefore not really lived.
Forks, crossroads, sporks....they all have distinct decisions revolving around them. When is it exactly appropriate to use a spork? And why are they only available in a dispensable variety? The decisions we must face are never easy, and are seldom settling. Thoughts for a currently uneasy mind I suppose.
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