| "The power to make people spontaneously explode. I'd abuse it soooo much." ~Anastasia "I'm so gay, it's unbelievable!" ~Jenny |
| updated 4/5//02 |
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| And I never really realized why I�d been trying to be deep in the first place. Leaning against the vibrating wall of the bus, I stopped wondering why I felt so out of place, or whether the inevitable sunrise would arrive soon enough for me to read a great American classic. I stopped worrying about the effect that the greasy breakfast would have on my breath and my ever-growing stomach, and I ceased to ponder my existence as an entirely alone individual. My foggy breath hit the window, and its mere being gave me a greater sense of completion than I have ever before felt. For once, I could accept myself as a friend and not a lover, as a boy and not a man, as a reality and not a philosophy. I had been trying to make sense of myself the whole time, herding the gory details of my life experiences into a cozy bed or a Pentium processor. Yet on that morning, they were not details of my life; rather, they were my life, and I was them. They shaped my immaturity, blasphemy, and insolence into a silent ball that I could tuck away in my pocket. I was finally at peace. |