what do you do when it seems as though no matter how hard you try, things just continue to work out with a different than anticipated result? perhaps at that point it's time to recognize that you are swimming against the current and just sit back and find the flow.
now, what if it takes you many, many years to make this type of internal discovery? perhaps then you should find a floating device and sleep to the lullaby of the rocking waves until your strength is recovered. once you awaken you will be refreshed and in a completely new place. think of all the fun of discovering the culture, sights and sounds of a totally different environment.
and if a coma isn't an option in reality? take moments to day dream about peace and tranquility and then focus on the tasks at hand. one way or another, one day we will be in a completely new surrounding. we can either enjoy the journey or sleep through life.
i prefer adventure to rest.
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- robert frost
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- robert frost
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- Marne
- i don't know how to answer a question like that... "about me". i guess by writing in this blog, i'm hoping that maybe i'll get to know a little more about me and who i have become/am becoming.