"An unexpected visitor will bring you good blessings."

Thursday, November 06, 2008

I love fortune cookies, even though they really are a load of crap, and the lucky numbers do no one any good. Does anyone even use the lucky numbers? I mean seriously...who picks those? And what makes them so "lucky?"

I need some space.
Obviously I'm upset with something if I'm taking the time to vent on a fortune I got at Panda Express the other day.

I don't understand people.
I wish I could, but I don't.

It's difficult. I enjoy being able to relate to people, but I guess I just lost my touch. Lately I haven't been able to understand anyone's point of view, why they do the things they do, their decisions, and so on and so forth. It's terribly frustrating for me. It makes me feel kind of alone, but then I get a reality check which could either be one of the twins drawing me part giraffe, or a perfect ace on the tennis court, and I realize I'm fine with just understand myself.

I'll keep my advice in my own life, let you go your way, and let you learn your lessons. Everyone's journey through life is something different, you learn different things, and maybe people weren't meant to understand other people. Maybe it's just something God didn't intend for us to do.

It's tough, because if I was able to really understand why people do the things they do, life would be so easy to...well, live. There wouldn't be misunderstandings, arguments, and whatever else comes from people not understanding each other.

A perfect world.
Well, maybe.

"And only stop to rest your head, when the silver moon, is shining bright, above the trees."

Respectfully submitted,