it seems i've acquired another carpooler. this one is also tall and student, but he talks significantly less and doesn't give me gas money :S
i was thinking today about phases of life. i liked my train of thought. it seems there's some kind of unwritten agenda set up by society. you do this then, you do that after this, and so on. but i've kind of concluded that it doesn't really matter. life phases are a sliding scale, kind of like a trombone. some people want to play this note fully before they slide onto the next. other people linger for only a short time. still others skip this note completely. i think that's where the balance of life comes from. we're all making different sounds at different times. i feel as though the next time i find myself in a situation where i'm talking to someone who's struggling with their life phase, i'll think of the notes. and how it's ok that we're all playing a different part of the same tune. there's really no rule about how fast we play, as long as we're joining in. i don't know if this is making any sense, but when i look at my life i see it in clear and defined segments. i'm ok with the tune i'm playing, and the cord he's strumming, and the note she's singing. we're all different. different notes for different folks. and it's all the same in the end anyways.
maybe i don't really want to know how your garden grows,
i just want to fly.
3 comments:
doesnt sound like like a very good car pooler...
you have a freeloader, not a carpooler.
funny, i was just reading about parasites not 10 minutes ago.
and i liked your bit about life as music... for sure when i step out in a busy market or street (obvy not in pang) i think about the cacaphony of life. nice.
That's a beautiful analogy, Les.
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