Posted by slipintoserendipity
Somtimes I feel numb, like nothing in the world could bring excitement to me. Sometimes I feel like I am literally itching to get out of my skin and run somewhere. It feels like at these moments I constantly need to be in motion, and it’s true, progress seems to be the only thing that differentiates the present from the past.
Sometimes I don’t think before I act. This is an easy way to make some pretty regretable mistakes. Believe me, I know; this is coming from experience. Acting on whims is only satisfaction for the moment and has no real value in the long-run. Every once in awhile it turns out that mistakes can be truly helpful in the long run, but understand even the most self-less acts bear some personal strife upon them.
Sometimes I think that I am smarter than I am. A smug arrogance that I have bred out of the gaining of greatly doctrined knowledge sneaks into my persona. I believe myself, at times, to be superior, but this is a subconscious flaw and I loathe it. Sometimes my pride is smashed to pieces when others outshine me. Often, this proves to be a good thing.
Sometimes I want to cry. For all my reasoning and well thought out words , I can’t answer the greatest questions in my life. Sometimes I hate myself for falling, for making others cry. Too often have the tears I’ve caused become satusfying to me. It is obvious that selfhis desires can turn us all into monsters.
Sometimes I feel comfortable living as I am; pleased to forget but not willing to forgive . Every arrogance of my past is a sin and I believe that I am scared to change my ways. I even argue that change isn’t possible, but this is all folly. To accept change in stride is to truly grow, yet still forgiveness is a must. I’m sorry.