Thursday, August 25, 2005

how you doin?

How am I doing?

I am cowering under the pressure of having people who love me think I'm much better than I really am in every way. I am afraid to let them find out the truth.

I am constantly wondering why it is I belie the existance of a higher power in one sentence and thank Him in the next for letting me think that I have a choice.

I am a part of a society I don't understand and am not sure I'm meant to. I want to keep leaving and returning all over again, for the rest of my life.

I wonder why it is most of "God's noblest creation" is unworthy to be called so. If, somewhere in our dirt-drenched lives, our soul were tugged out of our bodies, would we have noticed?

I am still uncomfortable in my own skin but have accepted that I neither know nor care where I am steered to, as long as there are fantastic sights along the way. That is my little slice of contentment.

However, if you should one day ask, I am and will continue to be just fine. And that is worth everything, don't you know? :)

Misha at Thursday, August 25, 2005

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