Sunday, 17 February 2008
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New cd, new goals, new outlook...
The times have changed, again. Once more, I find myself sitting here in a room full of people and I’m evolving while everyone else goes about their business. It’s eerie. You know how you can remember the first moment you realized you were no longer a kid. Or that death meant that one person would never move again or speak again? That’s what I just felt. That moment of knowing that from here on out would be different. I would have to take myself seriously. I would have to find ways to relax. I would have to fill up my schedule. I would have to build my resume. I would have to love like love was but a ship that only docks in select places. I would need to move on. Move on from all of this and all of the things I thought meant so much to me. I’m sure there will come a day when I look back fondly on my years in college. But today, I look ahead and both afraid and excited.
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