Dream Meets Reality
10/28/2003 - 10:31 p.m.
Music : If Love Were An Airplane by Willy Porter
Mood : Surreal changed to anxiety changed to wonderful peace
Random Proclamations from Me, Myself, and I : Hope is in the future, never in the past
First Step
Well, I feel much better than I did before. I really don't know what my panic attack was all about, but I'm not as worried about my homework anymore. I'll get to it when I get to it, and miracuously it will all be finished on time (I think sometimes elves must help me when I sleep, for how else could my procrastinating self get these impossibilities done). Anyway, the rest of my life is not so obviously fixed.
It's a leap of faith, and it's never going to get easier.
So, just take your step
Make your mark
And be done with it all.
It's a leap of faith, but it's only going to get harder.
If you hesitate too long
There just might not be somebody
No, there just might be nobody
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"When it was over, all I could think about was how this entire notion of oneself, what we are, is just this logical structure, a place to momentarily house all the abstractions. It was a time to become conscious, to give form and coherence to the mystery, and I had been a part of that. It was a gift. Life was raging all around me and every moment was magical. I loved all the people, dealing with all the contradictory impulses - that's what I loved the most, connecting with the people. Looking back, that's all that really mattered."
-Waking Life
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