That was my attempt to explain my afternoon in a story that should have depth but proabably doesn't. For one that does, click here.
Today was a doozy. I have a lot of theories. Most of them are silly. I have a theory that Earth is really Project Earth and God takes the place of Michael Kors, Nina Garcia and Heidi Klum-face. I think everything that has been done has been done before. War, global waming, genocide. We're nothing but a repeat and God is looking down on us and thinking 'Again? Learn your lesson folks!'. Everytime he repeats it we get a little better. Humans get a little smarter, a little more compassionate, the world slowly and steadily becomes a nicer place. But it always ends in doom. Then God starts again.
Really, we're just a pet project. A dissapointing one at that.
My other theory, isn't really a theory but an observation culminating from every 'coming of age' film there is. Life, to me, is made up of a series of crises. Before you leave highschool, there's the crisis of 'what will I do?'. This really continues for the rest of your life. Right now I find myself constantly thinking 'What am I doing? Why? Why not?' I have no idea what direction I'm going. Hence the doozy.
I always wanted to be steps ahead (streets ahead!Community!). I always wanted to be the one who knew it all before everyone else. I wanted it figured out. Done. Do it. But I guess I'm just figuring it out that having plans is all good and well, but don't expect everything to go exactly as you had imagined.
I have this nagging thought in my head I can't shake. It is like the voice of a whiny cartoon character. I want to be adventurous and spontaneous but also be safe and grounded. You probably think all I want to do is complain.
That's another thought I can't escape.
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