Nothing Special…
when can quitting be heroic?
it’s pretty whimsical to be making my first web log very few days before christmas. i’m feeling invigorated by what many people call the christmas spirit: the petty caroling of the petty children, the confused dizzying christmas lights, the dwarfing christmas tree, and the dream of a christmas wish. being pushed by a special occasion for you to feel some emotion is queer enough. and trying to voice out what you really want is something else. there are no thin lines. only blurry regions where you can’t really decide on what you really are feeling.
IT is frightening to be found wanting. it makes you want to quit.
quit on what? on wanting? a favorite writer of mine once wrote that quitting is nothing different from choosing. it’s choosing not to do something. not to do it for life. not forgetting it, but rather allotting a little more space in you for the possibility of being raw. of being new. of being the "BE".
December 23rd, 2005 at 11:21 pm
drama mo naman…hehe.
anyways, Merry Christmas!! =)