The prospect of leaving is becoming more attractive each day. It's not that the grass is greener on the other side or anything. I know for sure that the grass won't be greener. I know for sure that there might not even be grass on the other side. But the other side is not home. Deficiencies in a strange land can be tolerated. But when it's your own home that's faulty, when it's your own house that's not so grassy, you just can't handle it. The mess in someone else's house is not your mess. It is annoying. It might even prevent you from finding your way around the place. But it's not your mess. It's not in your own house. So no matter how it bothers you, you are in no way responsible for it. But when it's your home that's messy you can't just ignore it. You can't just try to find your way around it. It hits you in the face around every corner. You see it in every nook. And you can't turn a blind eye. You can't say this isn't my shit to deal with (pardon my French). It is my shit and I can't deal with it anymore so I'd just have to go where I don't constantly see it. Where I'm not constantly reminded of it.
* And of course, I would love to be in a place where the grass, even if not greener, minds its own business and lets me live my life the way I want to live it.
12 comments:
Where do you think you're going? You are not going anywhere... or I'll make sure you never see the colour green again :)
I think I'm going to cry.
I've been trying to claw my way out of here for a while now .... good luck .....
thoughts like these cross the mind almost daily.
join the club honey ;) besides that...(quoting Disturbed Stranger..)
"Where do you think you're going? You are not going anywhere... or I'll make sure you never see the colour green again :) "
D.S.
cheers :D
Oh, forgot to say...FINALLY A POST. welcome back ;)
what if the mess was from within?
nesting deep down your troubled soul -- I guess moving to any place wont help, unless you move to the hereafter!
listen you
i disagree
i believe that when it's your own mess, you can handle it and you are free to do what you want with it, but when it's other people's mess, you have to be polite about it, you cannot complain because you're not in your own habitat, you have to tiptoe around the mess; i can't tiptoe, can you? i know you can't
you see..
we have something to fight for here...what is life without a fight...a purpose..
as you said, mess is every where, i'd rather handle my own "shit" as you said, than stick my hand into other people's...stuff :)
if the picture grouses you out, then STOP TALKING ABOUT LEAVING FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE
ذكري الله وخلي عنج
:*
DS. Wanna come with?
amethyst. Tears are good. They cleanse the eyes ;)
ktdp. Claw, dig, scrape, bring it on.
jandeef. How do you get them off your mind?
angel. There's a club? Where? How do I join?
f7ee7eely. I'm not ready for the hereafter. But you go ahead and try it for me.
ww. Leaving leaving leaving :*
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Ladies first my friend:P
3asa allah eywase3ha 3laich denya oo akhrah:)
new post please. im at work and too bored. actually can't work because of some papesr im waiting for from another department... they're too lazy to get it done.
papsr = papers
ok bored and sleepy
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