i was enjoying a good read (The Bridge of San Luis Rey by Thornton Wilder) when i realized i still have to study for my exam in tax. ever since i was eight, i devour books. i find comfort and solace in the fact that when i get so engrossed and immersed in what i am reading, that i am transported and literally displaced into another milieu. so that for that span of time, i could just escape from the reality of my so-called life.
events which seemed like they cannot happen to you, i mean for some they may be possible, but not for you because you think you are strong enough to withstand your weaknesses. but nah, you play with the fire and you got so caught up in playing that you never noticed that half of you is already burnt.
these are the times of my life which i so want to escape from. especially when the mistakes are not your own commissions/omissions but that of others whom you love and revere. there are days when you want to demand an explanation. but eventually, i guess we would all have to deal with the fact that as humans, we will commit mistakes. that there is no need to distinguish between petty ones and the big mistakes. they are the same. and as humans, we are in one way or another bound to commit/omit some act which is tantamount to mistake.
i still am in between the days-when-i-demand-an-explanation and the eventually. i am in no hurry to get to the eventually part, because i want to grasp the reality of it all, but i would like to escape from time to time.
i look forward to the day when i could just look up to the person i love and revere and just say, "hey, you are just human!" and when that day comes, i know that i would have come out of this all unscathed, but marked with a whole new perspective on these matters of consequence.
23 July 2007
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