"There had to be a substratum, but its composition was unimaginable." ~American Pastoral
Friday, November 23, 2007
Unless
Have you looked outside your window at night lately? The moonlight is so lovely. So pure. It reflects off the frost on the step and glistens like tears.
I've been quite melancholy of late. I can't really explain it. Everything is just strangely sad to me. I can't say that I feel sad. Just...separate. Everything is like a movie to me. I'm distant and just watching everything happen around me. It's a strange feeling, but I kind of like it. I don't have to do anything. Just watch.
This Thanksgiving was good. I have so much to be thankful for. I have a wonderful, crazy family that is very well off who gets to move away across the country. And then across the world. I have a great dad who is awesome and likes the same geeky things I do. I have have an incredible mother who loves me and is always there for me. I have a stupendous sister who I can tell anything to, and won't judge me. I have lots of loving friends who care for me and don't mind listening to me rant about stupid things. I have a warm bed at night and warm clothing during the day. I have food to eat, though sometimes it's not much. I have books to read and songs to sing, with eyes to read them and lips to sing them. I have feet to dance and hands to hold and ears to listen. I have a porch to sit on and feel the wind across my cheek. I have a good education and a better one at my fingertips. I know what astigmatism is. I will never run out of things to learn. I will always have weird dreams. I will always have the gospel to rely on. I will always have the Savior to be my friend, and to support me in times of trial. I will always wait for my best friend.
I wish I could say more, but my heart is telling me to keep it all inside. I just feel like hearing everything and saying nothing. There is so much beauty in the world, so much love. There is so much ugliness and so much hate. There is so much hope. Tell someone you care today. Laugh with a child. Walk underneath trees. Dance in the moonlight. Sing. Love life for the glorious gift that it is. I love you all.
Shalom.
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3 comments:
You are so precious. I love you, and your thoughtful sensitive being. I also enjoyed thinking about all I'm thankful for at Thanksgiving ... I do it alot actually. I don't want any day to go by without me realizing the great gift that life is.
I'll see you soon!
much love,
Mom
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
woow u're soo like me!..i don't know how i got here and i even speak english but it worth it.. i liked sooo much what u wrote and it's the first time that I find someone who thinks like me..hahaa cool lmL ..
i leave u one of my e-mails..
aixa_avril27@hotmail.com
xoxo
.::.AiXa
Hello.
I stumbled across your page simply because I googled 'I feel sad' and thought that tree picture with the moonlight was so poignant.
I've always loved the moon - I used to sit outside on my windowsill and simply watch it move around the sky.
I can relate to how you're feeling - as you say, detached and sort of lost.
Please be ok. You seem like an amazing person.
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