Let's be rational here...

2010-04-26 @ 9:29 a.m.
Endurance


I feel so very embarrassed and stupid for some of the things i've said and done recently.

Every now and then i think i'm done changing, i think i've become who i'll always be.

But i still have some growing to do. I still have so much to learn about life, about other people and most of all, about myself.

I'd like to think that i'm a wise person, a diplomatic person, a trustworthy person and therefore a fair and just person.
And perhaps i am.

But there's always more to grasp at than i initially thought, more challenges to overcome than i originally anticipated and more conflict than i care for.

Like everything in life, it would seem that it will come to me with age and with time.

Like the poet Robert Frost said:

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But i have promises to keep, And miles to go before i sleep, And miles to go before i sleep."

I need to take heed of what disheartens me and try not to repeat mistakes of the past. I need to keep going.

No matter how bleak the future looks. There could be a beautiful valley nestled behind the treacherous mountain, and that mountain could provide the necessary shade for those who reach the valley and need a little reprieve from the intense sun that shines ahead.

At least i am a capricorn and can take heart, if anyone can find a path accross, the sure footed mountain goat can.

<<ghosts []the mist>>


me

A shit load of contradictions, wrapped up neatly, with a nice pretty bow.

adore

Reading. Writing. Zoos & Animal Parks. Bowling. Coffee Ice-cream. Blues Rock/Alternative/Indie Music. Fallen Angels. Wild Flowers. Pastrami. Vanilla Coke. Autumn. Harry Potter. Driving. Turquoise. Southern Comfort. Aviators. Semolina. Christmas. Museums. Dream Catchers. Roller Coasters. Tattoos. Winter Cider. Philosophy. Vintage Shops. Night time. Chinese Lanterns. Hoop earrings. Sci-Fi. Flowery Skirts. Mythical Creatures. Weeping Willows. Castles. Yankee Candles. Rainy Mornings. Ballet Pumps. Baking. Art Galleries. Long pendants. Quills and Ink. Spiced Rum. Libraries. Sleeping. Converse. Forests. Banana Milk. Venetian Masks. Poetry. Fireworks. US License Plates. Graveyards. Quotes. White Chocolate. Cats. Stars. Scrap Books. Shopping. Metallic Nail Varnish. Keepsakes. Phoenixes. Golden Grahams. Horror Movies. Tea (Esp. Rose Earl Grey). Lemonade Shower Gel. Travelling. Tragic Love. Piercings. Old Book & New Sponge Smells. Storms. Witty People. Cherries. Colourful Socks. American Dramas. Airports. Aston Martins. Hazelnut Lattes. Cowboys. Skeleton Keys. Cajun Chicken. Ivy. Dreams. Cinnamon Waffles. Old London. French Cheese. Trilby Hats. Antiques. Colourful Plasters. Postcards. Colourful paperclips. Bangles. Marvel & DC Comics. Key rings. Notebooks.

detest

Dishonesty. Racism. Narrow-Mindedness. Idiocy. Unwarranted Violence. Neglective Parents. Bullying. Unearned Respect. Betrayal. Extreme Heat. Bright Lights. Sickness. Mushrooms & Olives. Alarm Clocks. Unfounded Jealousy. South African Accents. Celebrity Biographies. Suffocating Presences. Restrictions. Superficial people. Game playing. Routines.

desire

Robert Frost Leather Bound Journal.

Small Vinyl Book Ends.

Astro Star Lamp.


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