I’m writing something, and i can’t tell what’s coming out, but soon it’ll be finished and i’ll know exactly what i had to say.
by krisis
thoughts
Talking to my friend Kim, and she mentioned she was wearing all black today to reflect her mood. I thought about it, and then I responded that i wore white and blue today. Clouds. I was feeling like clouds.
That’s Crushing Krisis. As in… everything that crushes me, and everything i have a crush on, and all the stupid crippling circumstances i have to slalom through. See, isn’t it witty?
Rain pelting my windows and my lamp humming and spinning its wheel of colors at my ceiling and otherwise total quiet because my mouse is just hovering over idle time on instant messenger because i have no life except for the one i invent in my head and then come here to write down. I might as well just watch Ally McBeal.
If you don’t fight for something, it isn’t going to be worth anything if you ever get it. Does that seem straightforward enough? If you don’t go out and after the things you want, instead waiting to see what develops, you’re giving up on something before it ever starts. Of course, sometimes going after something can be just as painful as waiting forever for it. In that case, is the pain worth the eventual result? Is a fight worth a win? Even for a sad little pacifist like me? I only ask because i’m not incredibly sure…