So! About that whole previous post about feeling like and being treated like an adult... don't screw it over or anything, but forget about it for just a second... just for this post.
I lied. I'm a kid. I still play games--just as much as everyone does. I beat around the bush wayy to much. Why? Because I don't know how to discern. I don't know if I should do the things I do because I doubt myself wayyy too much.
I went to a play called "Doubt" a few weeks ago;
"Doubt means engagement with ideas. It means taking on the necessary pain of working your way through life instead of subscribing blindly to received wisdom. It means that knowing life is occasionally about altering course, rethinking and being open to change."
I don't know... the things I do now... I don't know if I should just stop doubting and, like the famous Nike slogan, "Just do it."
It's what I wanted. But it's not what I want. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not being up front with you... but how can I, when I don't even know how far you and I stand from each other? I promise... we'll talk.
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