Syndicated Life
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Hope you can follow the gravy train that is my line of reasoning

Thursday, April 03, 2003
So I’m gonna sit down and pour myself a long tall drink of what I might enjoy, lean back and relax, take time, find splendor in the simpler things, wonder in meanderings and comfort in a quiet mid-sentence sigh.

posted by me 1:47 PM
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My best friend has this thing about stopping and smelling the flowers. No, no, not the old proverbial ‘stop and smell the flowers.’ Literally, it could take hours to walk somewhere with her in the springtime. Try walking around the capitol, where there are tulips all around the building! It doesn’t matter if they are all the same type of flower; each bed is different and could have a unique fragrance to her. I couldn’t imagine walking through a garden with her!

I admire that about her. Admittedly, if you’re trying to get anywhere in a hurry, it’s not the best tactic to take. However, I do appreciate that she takes time to enjoy the simpler things in life. Life is really made up, after all, of simple pleasures. If we continue to wait for one momentous occasion as the be all and end all of our lives, what happens when that’s over? What happens if it gets ruined? What if your significant other dumps you two weeks before prom (it happens, trust me.)? What if you don’t meet your soul mate in your first semester freshman year of college (or any of the subsequent semesters for that matter)? What if you never get that job promotion or end up in a completely different line of employment that you never dreamed of?

These things are not really the meat and potatoes of life, are they? Sure, proms, promotions, weddings and wishful thinking are all a part of life, but they’re the icing. They’re that flower on the birthday cake that every little kid (and most of the big kids) wants. Maybe they’re even just the corner piece with all the icing… mmmm. But you know what? I’m cool with a small center piece, as long as I get to savor every bite and share the rest of the cake with my closest friends, family members, and complete strangers. Life has got to be better than the next big moment. What about today? I think I’ll go for a walk this afternoon, and take my time to test the tulips.


posted by me 1:40 PM
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Monday, March 31, 2003
Things can move at such a pace, second hand just waved goodbye, you know the light has left his face, but can’t recall just where or why. ~ Patty Griffin

Tonight she’s out to lose herself. You’ll find her high on Peachtree Street. From mixed drinks to techno beats it’s always, heavy into everything. ~ John Mayer

People change. Change is part of life. A necessary part of life. Without change, we would all still be in diapers (dirty ones at that) with no refined form of communication, crawling around aimlessly. In essence, without change, we would be defenseless and dead where we lay. Therefore, change is good. Change, however, is also bad. Change causes us to grow up. In some cases, it causes us to warp; causes our loved ones to mutate into people that we’ve never known, and may just do the same to us. Have you had those days where you look at yourself in the mirror and wonder, who are you?

Maybe you’re more self-assured than I am, or more self-assured than most twenty-somethings I know who are wandering in this wasteland of life. The time in between then and there. The time when things go pear-shaped and upside down all at once and what you thought was up is east and what was right is south and never the ‘twain shall meet. It’s a time when all we want is the only thing we can’t have: control.

Then again, can we ever really have control? Hasn’t man been fighting for control since the very beginning? The original sin was wanting control. And just as the apple ate Adam more than he it, so does this original sin continue to gnaw at us still. And yet, the more we strive for control, the more the desire controls us, therefore, the less control we actually have. So then, is the ‘trick’ to just sit back and let everything happen as it may? When do we actually get to play a role in our own destinies? Or do we just trip through life, stumbling upon our fate as it clumsily unravels?

I think we have a role, that role being to turn our lives in to the hands of One much greater than us. As long as we are listening to Him as He directs us to do so….


posted by me 11:06 AM
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