February 10, 2008
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I'm certain everyone has been here, is here and maybe a lucky few have gone past here. Here is a state of confusion and questioning. The closer some things get the more real they become, and then it just becomes too much - the colors too bright, the sounds too loud and the tastes so overwhelming that you don't know where you are standing anymore. Somedays I wake up and can't believe I'm 33 because I feel like I'm more like 3 years old, and honestly I would like to stay there.
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I know I sometimes feel that way. I'm sure others as well.
That's the problem with reality...
and we're all too good at finding ways of avoiding it, from the 9 minutes of the snooze button to the obsession of our chosen form of escape. But I found something out a while ago. We bemoan all the setbacks, all th unfairness, all the obstacles that keep us from our dreams and still hide the true reasons, that we simply don't want the dream... don't want to risk, that we might fail.
In so many ways we are our own worst enemy.
You are stronger than you believe.
i kind of wish i was 5 sometimes. old enough to remember and not old enough to be scared of rules... or have to behave in all of them. small enough to love and be unquestioning in what other people think of me... 5 i think is a good year. 3 i don't remember.
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