Once a friend declared to me that she was incapable of love. After thinking on this for some time I reasoned that this is true for some, to some extent. I have God's love, everyone for that matter has God's grace. But oftentimes one longs for something more, something that can be felt, and you can have compassion for. I'm almost thoroughly convinced that love can be captured by few. If you think about the possibilities of meeting the one, out of every person you meet. Think about how many Facebook friends you have. Is your future spouse in there? Maybe the married life is not your vocation. Maybe its something else.
Well, life is just crazy for me now. It is just so plain and boring. I don't want it to be plain and boring, but it has come to this. It doesn't help that in my current situation I'm surrounded by high school drama. I belong in a bigger city, I feel like an awkward broken puzzle piece.
I trump the nerd community here at the college, definitely. Unfortunately, my pride does not allow me to be anything else. I have this weird attraction to the retro/hippie fashion, which is appreciated by few in this little town. I'm also totally comfortable being a hippie which for some reason is looked down upon in this town. I get along really well with free-spirited people. People that want to take chances, interesting people that strive to do good in little mysterious ways. Someone who makes their mundane jobs interesting by creativity.
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