i think i would have an easier time being open if i weren't always afraid that i won't make any sense to anyone else.
i think being misunderstood is a pretty legitimate fear, but maybe one i shouldn't allow to be so influential.
except that's not true. maybe not not true at all, but still not true. i think people say so much if you pay attention. misunderstanding isn't the fear, the fear is the lack of understanding. of the attempt to understand. the things that are provided. that i provide. i think.
i'm tired. i just want to hold my hands on my ribcage.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
I have to remind myself every now and then that being happy for other people is one of my favorite things. The other side of that, though, is that being sad for (with) other people is kind of devastating. I'm not sure if these balance.
Today it is raining.
All of the sidewalks will probably freeze and living outside my fake livingroom will be dangerous.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
It is strange to think that people have been staying up late for hundreds of years.
12 credit final semester is a great set up. Every once in a while I think I should add another class and then I remember that that would stress me out.
I feel really old. I am excited for our futures.