I certainly am neglecting my schoolwork, have been doing so for a long while now, and with this comes the inferred neglect of future. Looking back on this period, I bet history will make mention of a disquiet amongst the young folks regarding their futures, a gypsy restlessness from uncertainty and letdown. I won't say I can't identify with this characterization, but I have moved on. Now, it's a movement toward peace. I know there is a slice for me in that giant cake named Future, and yes it is delicious. Because God provides, so why worry? Anyway, graduation for me is an incoming ship just crowning the horizon.
I see abundance, I can reach out and stroke it. Not just in the Future, but in the Now. There's always things to do, people to see, overwhelming, environment teeming with vitality. But as they say, "it's not you, it's me." And it's been me since middle school. I think what I seek is a Walden of sorts; I haven't been alone in forever. It would be awful nice to just sit down with a book and actually get past the first 3 chapters. It would be awful nice to finally work on myself, make myself a teensy bit likable. This is a difficult task, let me tell you, as people are not likable in general. Lovable, well that's a whole other ballgame.
