WARNING: slight Emo-ness, but I am 44% emo, so I can give in just a bit to the feelings, right?
I've always felt like we -as people- live life as a movie. We're the starring role, and it the curtans raise when we are bron and the lights fade out when we die. Isn't that ...well, doesn't it make some sense?
But what happens we we get cheated out of the starring role and get cast as Tavern Wench #3? Not in those exact words, I suppose...*muses out*
Anyway, so what happens then? Do we throw a star hissy fit and trash our hotel room? Smash a cell phone? Throw a TV out the window?
Or do we step back, revaluate the situation? Think it over, mull it around, and decide it's not so bad. Smile on cue, give a small nod, laugh when appropriate, keep your head ducked down when it's not. Nobody counts on you for anything, just do what the other actors tell you, and be directed to where you didn't know you were supposed to go.
confused Ok, so no one takes you seriously, but...that isn't so important, right? To be the clown, the jester, the goof...is to tear apart your own thoughts on politics, drama, relationshisps, advice...all for the sake of stepping back...
But that isn't so important, right?
...right?
Hiding from decisions,
Emono
View User's Journal
My musings on stuff and stuff
This is just me writing about deep thoughts and some shallow ones as well. I can't keep a journal at home (little sister and snoopy mom) so I can just write one down here. Don't roll your eyes, it won't be to much personal crap that no one cares abou
|
 |
|||||||||||||||||
