Wednesday, April 12, 2006
I was a teenage existentialist
I was, and still am an existentialist. I believe life is meaningless. While this might depress some, it liberates me. Because life is meaningless by itself, I have the power to create meaning inside of it. I have created meaning, I have created my own life. Forging this creation takes a lot time and effort, ergo I am proud of the meaning I have carved out. One of the rules that I made for myself in order do to this was a thinly veiled attempt not to get to attached to temporary friends. Temporary friends are the people who come in and out of your life, they make a small impression then leave. This also goes for temporary places. I have moved around so much for the past couple of years that I have gotten used to figuring out new cites, not knowing where I am going, asking for directions and still not knowing where I am going. Living in Boise again, and among people who I have bonded with is an amazing feeling. I am no longer a Stranger in a Strange Land. I know it took me like three months to figure this out. But in my mind I was still "The Girl from some one else". But in Idaho, I am the girl from 20 miles away.
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