Some will never know the
pain of desire. As the writers of 'The Beach' put it, "The sun will
not bleach it, nor the tides wash it away". The people who know this
best are the people who are never satisfied, for they are the ones who
know the frustration of always having to wonder, 'What could have
been?' The curious wonder/desire burns deep. Down to the core.
Inside and around everything you know. It can consume you, and make
you writhe in anger sometimes. You begin to lament for joy, and
reflect on times where you could have made better decisions. Times
when it would have negated the having to wonder had you just went a
different path. The secrets of the world are meant for no one person.
We each have our own little piece. I just wish at least some could
look at the finished puzzle and be oblivious to the specifics of each
individual piece. Kind of makes you wish for a blanket to shield you
from everything happy, so that maybe you could learn every lesson, wrong
every right, and fill every hole in your heart.
Feb. 11, 2005
Feb. 11, 2005
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