November 22, 2006
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Perspective Pries Her Once Weighty Eyes
I feel tiny…
“But could it be that it had been there all along?”
In final, this day has acted as sort of a reckoning; good in some ways, undesirable in others. I have my definitions but I’m not sure that I wanted them in the first place even though its probably better not to beat myself down a track where inevitably things would fall into total disarray once again. Maybe its just hearing the answers to the questions that you weren’t really sure that you wanted to know. I’m just going to tell myself that knowing the answers is just better for the long run. I guess time will take its course and hopefully I’ll readjust to how things are…. it’s merely all there is left to do. Tomorrow, perhaps I’ll wake up with a better perspective.
I want to be home right now.
PS I could not finish reading the Buchannan book…. he is a ridiculous, ridiculous little man. Blah on him!
