I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Tired of disappointment
How many times must I be thrown from my saddle, how many times must I experience disappointment, how many times must I be taken to emotional lows? I grow tired of the plateau, I am in need of a high, a sense of fulfillment - accomplishment. It eludes me, and that distresses me. I am stuck in a rut of my own making - but I am clueless as to how to get out. I need to re-focus my energy on me, everything else needs to become secondary, if only for a time; I must get off this plain. Once again, I must pull myself together and press on - it is tiring.
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