31 October 2008
Isn't it interesting...things we hold so dear can be gone within a matter of moments? At least things that we thought were exciting even for only a few moments. As soon as we lose it, our world is shattered. Little things even! My mother mailed me this really cool pen. I was really excited to use it. I was going to use it for all my papers at work. And then, within two hours of owning this really spiffy pen, my miniature wiener dog destroyed it. Even if I didn't care about the pen too much in the first place, my heart fell. Having something precious given from one's mother destroyed by a ravenous outsider. Even though this is trivial, it meant something to me. I'm starting to see how my mind works: How I value things so little until they're gone. That's my problem in life. At the time I don't care until it's gone. Then I get so emotionally upset I can't think, sleep, feel.
Posted by V.a.n.e.s.s.a at 10/31/2008 04:06:00 PM