Life can be so frustrating at times.. At one point, you could be sitting in a coffee shop, completely relaxed, not a thought for anything in the world. And the next, you're up and running to catch a cab because your roommates's locked out of the house, and she has a plane to catch, and her ticket's inside the house, and she's lost her key. And you're huffing and puffing to look for that damned cab which won't stop for you, and you reach home all drenched in sweat and ugly car fumes, and you see a note on the door screaming 'April Fool!'
I mean, how rude and incredibly mean is that?!
So there comes this point, always, which drives you crazy... You don't understand if this is Life leading you toward Fool's gold or if it's a real diamond mine you've inadvertently stumbled upon. After all, there have been so many instances before that have made you look like the Queen of that pile of non-existent gold..!
There sits Life, in all Her splendid finery, languidly playing with the stem of a champagne glass, as She looks upon you struggling with the simplest of questions She's bounced at you. She has all the answers, but will She give them to you? No!
So no matter how much you slog over it, you won't get it. That BIG question that Life has decided to throw at you. And it drives you up the wall! Is it real? Is it just a mirage? Can you rely on it? Or will it someday be, just simply, snatched away..? Or will it always be there as it is now...
Isn't it amazing when you find that perfectness in all your imperfectness? I am an imperfectly imperfect person, as anybody who knows me should know! And then I get this thing, totally unexpected, which has made me jolt up and sit in concentration, trying to figure this riddle out. That's what they say isn't it, too good to be true?
Touch wood, I've finally got it...
I mean, how rude and incredibly mean is that?!
So there comes this point, always, which drives you crazy... You don't understand if this is Life leading you toward Fool's gold or if it's a real diamond mine you've inadvertently stumbled upon. After all, there have been so many instances before that have made you look like the Queen of that pile of non-existent gold..!
There sits Life, in all Her splendid finery, languidly playing with the stem of a champagne glass, as She looks upon you struggling with the simplest of questions She's bounced at you. She has all the answers, but will She give them to you? No!
So no matter how much you slog over it, you won't get it. That BIG question that Life has decided to throw at you. And it drives you up the wall! Is it real? Is it just a mirage? Can you rely on it? Or will it someday be, just simply, snatched away..? Or will it always be there as it is now...
Isn't it amazing when you find that perfectness in all your imperfectness? I am an imperfectly imperfect person, as anybody who knows me should know! And then I get this thing, totally unexpected, which has made me jolt up and sit in concentration, trying to figure this riddle out. That's what they say isn't it, too good to be true?
Touch wood, I've finally got it...
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