Why is the one, most prominent weakness being challenged like no other time in my life? All of a sudden, WHAM! All of these bustling hands and eager voices swarm around me. There's so much buzzing, I can't possibly communicate richly with any one source of the noise. I'm limited to expressions, each punctuated by time's scarcity. But trapped also by my lack of concern. Except for that one. That one. And the reciprocation I finally received, is trapped by too much concern on the other end. Catch-22. Irony. Climactic arrival. Sigh.
Special attention isn't special, when given to everyone. Not everyone deserves it. The level of attention is stacked over time. It builds. I have to take the time to assemble these little structures of trust. Protection is a must.
We love talking about ourselves, don't we? I really don't care that you got an A. Or that you were crowned royalty by strangers. Or that you have an astronomically high amount of facebook friends. And I don't expect you to care about me either. We are self-serving, dismal creatures that only live to satiate drives that can not be abated. Forget it all, and lets talk about something that will last.
Humility is not thinking less of yourself. It's thinking of yourself, less.
Bluebirds...
No comments:
Post a Comment