| I can't wait until I get crow's feet and smiling wrinkles under my eyes. Well, I can wait, because there's a good chunk of my life until such a time, but you know what I mean. I'm looking forward to it.
I wrote in an earlier entry about zodiac signs. I wrote "I realize that lumping the entire population neatly under twelve personality descriptions is unreasonable, so why do I believe this?" Now, however, I have been exposed to the Myer-Briggs personality types. I now believe that it is very possible to lump the entire population into several categories. But I'm still skeptical of these zodiac predictions.
Everything is temporary. I'm not just talking about life in general; feelings are fleeting, decisions are quickly made and quickly forgotten. I talk about death too much anyway.
I need to be alone, or at least wanting. Craving. Indepedent and yearning. I don't do well with monotony, even though I try my hardest to establish it. We were talking today in History about change, and how people despise it. Many people in my class decided that they were unique and loved change, couldn't last without it. Well. I'm sure they were assuming that the change would be a good thing, but change could be finding out you have cancer or that you best friend has just been put on life support. Somehow, I doubt that they would like such change.
Even the positive change would be hard to handle. When animals are re-released into the wild (which we often see as a positive thing - though this might not be the case, for the animal has often (though not always) traded good care and easy food for independence, a notion that, for some reason, we crave above all else), and they have no prior experience catching their own food, finding their own shelter, protecting themselves from real harm - well, they don't know what to do. Or when you're lonely and a lot of people start talking to you, you often get overwhelmed by the kindness and revert back to your shell-like state. Or is that just me?
When you're in love, and your partner is in love, why should you have to prove it? Prove it. How can you prove love? Kindness? Materialistic offerings? Affection? Shouldn't your lover just know that you love them? See it in your eyes, or something corny like that? Proving your love ... that's just excessive.
Okay. That's enough thinking for tonight. |
