||Aug 10, 1999
||Fri, Jan 15, 2010, 7:20pm
|About You:||And then I sat down. I looked around. I pondered what life had
in store for me.
A seemingless endless maze of possibilities, corridors, forays
into the unknown.
Following the dots, attempting the connect, make the lines that
so many had
pressed, so many impressed upon me were the correct choices, the
outcome given array of oppuntunities around me. Each time I drew
in circles it led, well, intentioned lines, double backing on
itself, crossing, spinning
out of control. Crashing voilently, flaring brilliant and
bright, only to be left dull
and distracted, grounded. To start again. To sit down and
survey the choices
laid about me, again. Each time different. Each time. The
not by expectations, but by exhileration. persuits without
goals, journeys without
endpoints, picking points just to see if by some chaotic
accident, destiny would
put my being in that spot, if for a moment, to stand in the
spotlight, shine, reach
out like icarus to the sun, tempt the fates, fall to acend again.