I could start with a question. That usually sets the mood of
speculation, and contemplation. But it really doesn't grab the reader’s
attention unless they happen to already find themselves in that state of mind.
It’s a hit or miss strategy, so I think I’ll skip it all together.
I have recently been thinking on the simplest of social
interactions. They tend to hold the most weight in day to day life. These little
impressionable moments can take up most of your time that could be better spent
daydreaming. I find myself playing out those situations in my head with
different outcomes each time. In retrospect it seems so trivial; I can’t change
what’s happened. And who’s to say that that moment holds any sort of
significance to anyone but me anyway? I can only speculate what the other
person actually thought, and even that is based off of my own preconceived notion
of them. I've already made up my mind and now I’m just arguing with myself. As
if reflection can actually change the past. All of what has happened can effect
is what will happen next. But that is up to me.
I think most of my longing comes from a feeling loneliness.
Now, I must clarify, I am by no means necessary alone. I am surrounded by a proud,
loving wife, a supportive family, and friends that remind me of where I come
from. In that area I am a rich man. But in my thoughts I am alone. I turn to
the internet like some sort of exile broadcasting a transmission in hopes that
someone will take notice. I ponder the need to be heard and from there I find
myself concluding that selflessness is a double edged sword. I wouldn't force
anyone to take heed but in that humility the soul is left lacking. Desire can
lead to doubt and therein lies the precarious edge of abysmal fear.
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