Falling through this thing we label life. Stumbling at first but soon in free fall, ensuring to run into every obstacle in the way at terminal velocity, painfully embedding a hard lesson in me that I was so sure I could see coming. Wondering if at some point one will either kill me or at least slow me down to forestall the inevitable crash into the next. The gesture of friends giving a helping hand seems great but in reality they are just falling too so the kindness does nothing but keep you close together until one of you hits something the other was lucky enough to pass, then shout as you might the damage is done and you drift apart… slowly, quickly, doesn’t matter. Just apart. We cling onto what we can and what we cant we lose and that’s fine, I just wish it didn’t seem like this parachute was so important when all it does is slow u down until someone above runs into you. Maybe that’s not what its for. Maybe were just supposed to fall. The incoherent rambling of someone who clearly just hit something and isn’t yet sure what it was or yet to discern the lesson gained, just trying to fall right side up when, WHAM! Again… maybe there is no right side up, maybe it doesn’t matter how you fall, just as long as your falling- WHAM! I think that one gave me a concussion. Parachute starting to seem like a good idea again, until the harness starts to chaff and the straps start to fray and the clinking buckle gets annoying and for some reason you kinda want to fall free and fast again, completely forgetting the temporary stability you had. What if you hung onto someone else’s parachute? Would they be the stable one in the relationship? Is it fair for either of you to have to hit the same obstacles or somehow better because your both going through them together… To my Friends I haven’t talked to in a while, I’m still here. And I know you are too, things have just been hard. Whether we’ve drifted apart or not I hope we sync up again eventually and I still love you just as much. And to my family who I couldn’t love more, I thank you for all banding together, making it seem like there’s solid ground beneath me, helping to absorb the blows of life’s next lesson.
Posted on: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 05:43:28 +0000
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