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Paper LJ: ponderings during everyday life
May. 21st, 2002 02:21 pmProblems are not to be discussed in public, society says. Therefor, most posts are friends-only.
There's no denying something is going wrong. I'm not feeling too well lately. My agenda haunts me, screaming appointments in my face. Most stuff is funstuff but it still needs to be done. It still requires investments.
Sanity. Time. Possibly money.
I think I'll be feeling better after the play on Friday. Maybe I won't. I don't know.
She looks into her silvery mirror, staring in her own eyes. "Is that me out here?" she asks. "Just checking to see if I'm still me." she whispers to the silver.
The problem. Should I concentrate on the problem? Part of the problem is that I don't understand the problem completely. Part of the problem is that I have to meditate, think, figure it out. Part of the problem is that I don't have time. Parts of a problem I'm afraid I can't fix.
What if Piet was right?
She tries to reach out to the people, but they ignore her. She's crying, she's beyond their world, beyond their help. But she needs the help. She can't take the pain anymore. She needs to be back in their world so they can soothe her. She needs the trivia to matter.
There's no denying something is going wrong. I'm not feeling too well lately. My agenda haunts me, screaming appointments in my face. Most stuff is funstuff but it still needs to be done. It still requires investments.
Sanity. Time. Possibly money.
I think I'll be feeling better after the play on Friday. Maybe I won't. I don't know.
She looks into her silvery mirror, staring in her own eyes. "Is that me out here?" she asks. "Just checking to see if I'm still me." she whispers to the silver.
The problem. Should I concentrate on the problem? Part of the problem is that I don't understand the problem completely. Part of the problem is that I have to meditate, think, figure it out. Part of the problem is that I don't have time. Parts of a problem I'm afraid I can't fix.
What if Piet was right?
She tries to reach out to the people, but they ignore her. She's crying, she's beyond their world, beyond their help. But she needs the help. She can't take the pain anymore. She needs to be back in their world so they can soothe her. She needs the trivia to matter.
