Well, if anyone is still reading out there, I appreciate it. Sorry its been so long, Ive just been so busy with many different things, as Im sure you have as well.
Life really takes turns, changes, spins, and cartwheels. Its an interesting thing.
The older I get the less I care about things I thought I thought I should care about. The older I get the more I care about the things I cared about as a child, or should have cared about as a child. Its an interesting thing.
I look at the things other people care about, or the things the world tells us to care about. What do they have to offer me. The offer me status, pride, one-upsmanship-ability, and the desire for more. Its an interesting thing.
I think the sign of an immature person is the wanting to be mature, while the sign of maturity is the wanting, not to be immature, but to be childlike. Its an interesting thing.
You say, what the heck are you talking about. I say, think about it. What do I have that you dont, many things perhaps, and vice-versa. What is the only thing you cant have if its not given to you - me. We dont need to do fancy things, go fancy places, have fancy things, we need each other. Thats all we needed when we were kids, family and friends. Yea toys were cool, but no toy ever brought us the peace that a loved one did. So why do we search for those "things" as adults. When we realize that we are a gift to one another and give that gift, we will find peace. Its an interesting thing.
