| I started a new blog
only relating to my creative works... drawing, cooking, painting,
Flash, etc. Limiting exposing this to lots of people since
I'm still at that embarassed point about the quality of stuff I do...
but hopefully keeping such a blog will help keep me actively improving.
I really want a new Wacom tablet... my old one is broken and gone forever <tear
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| Sometimes it is so hard to do the right thing. As Derek would say... "I AAAAM a bad person!"
Concidentally my brother challenged me to memorize the sermon on the
mount, which coincides with both the issue I was thinking about when I
started this post, and my favorite quote dealing with anxiety and
stress.
I don't know how many people read this xanga still... but I feel a need
to post in a more secluded space. Which relates back to the first
thought.
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| Well... it's been a while hasn't it? Interesting to read the last
string of posts.... it's been long enough now that those memories are a
distant dream. For better or for worse, the river of time washes
everything away. Time "heals"... but really healing here is just
a euphimism for forgetting. And forgetting is letting go.
But of course for those things we cherish, like old friendships,
momentous occasions... those "heal" just as much as the bumpy rides
we'd rather forget. And of course there are those ambiguous ones
that you kinda want to forget, but forgetting them is forgetting the
lessons learned that come with those experiences. In the
end, I guess time never does heal some things completely, and to that
end we internalize some of those lessons forever.
I'm really tired; I apologize if I'm making sense.
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