Currently Listening ...Is a Real Boy By Say Anything see related

It's amazing that no matter how much things change, everything stays the same.

I think in the end, people are who they have always been. The core of a person's being doesn't change despite their outer shell.

I've been thinking a lot lately. About everything.
About life and love and loneliness;
popularity and preparations and prom;
daydreams and darkness and death,
and I realized that in the time I spend thinking, life can start to pass me by.

Each day passes faster and faster, and then the next thing you know, you're old, and working a job you don't like, and dying a little everyday. And you're still thinking that if you only knew where you were and what your purpose was, you'd be happy. But maybe the only way to be happy is to allow yourself to stop looking for that answer and just accept life. Let life happen. Let time progress. And in the end, if that doesn't work, at least it didn't take as much energy.

Just accept that sometimes good things end, and if they are meant to begin again, they will.
accept that sometimes good people leave, and if they are meant to come back, they will.
accept that your belt is lost, and until then you can wear suspenders.

accept that life is life, and that's all.

by trying to make it anything more, you just make it less.

All I know is that riding on the train tonight, I felt infinite. Like maybe there was purpose and meaning in the world, and the only reason I could find it there was because I wasn't looking. The only reason that it was there was because I wouldn't admit it. It was there because I was there, and nothing else. It was with me. It was around me. It was me. Life.

I don't know why I feel like typing this now. I doubt anyone logged on thinking "I'd love to hear a philosophical rant," but if anyone did, I hope that maybe someday when you're feeling completely lost, you'll call me and you'll say:

"Sometimes I think of the same things. And sometimes the world doesn't make sense, but I'm glad that we're in it together."

and then I'll reply:

"I'm glad too."

and that's all that we will need to say. and that will be enough. and we will be infinite.



But more than likely, you just logged on to check your email/your myspace/your facebook. But even in that, we are infinite--because that's what I logged on for too.

The prom assembly is tomorrow, and I have no clue what to wear.
-jim.