Saturday, August 13, 2005

"Eskimo Poetry"

I think the number of people that I could say I admire, the number of people I could say "I wouldn't mind if I grew to posess some of their better qualities/characteristics" has shrunk considerably in the past year to a incredibly sad degree. Honestly, excluding the family, you figure in about 45,000 people in Kingwood, there's about nine of those I'd say I liked and about half of those I'd say I really cared about. Kingwood's a pretty friendly community so no, I don't like those odds either. So yeah, I'd say that more and more we've come to expect less and less from each other and that's not how it should be but that's the way it goes. There's not really much we can do about it. Most people have trouble not having a certain amount of control over a situation which is why college is scary and post-college is scary because there's an uncertainty of what's next and how to handle it. I think Oscar Wilde said the soul of romance was uncertainty. Maybe not the soul, but a pretty big part of it. So we'll continue singing for our lives until the music changes.

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