The title of this blog is two fold. First, today I sort of came to a realization that I should have many years ago. My social life is not that important. In the scope of what's happening in the world, namely what happened in the south my little kiddy games of "kiss and tell" are severely inconsequencial. Really very little in my life is of much consequence right now. I mean the smallest group I am really a part of is the 2800 person student body of IWU. I might dissapear and it would be impossible to tell. For me and I would guess most college students, the thing and ideas that most often preoccupy our time are those of the social (relational) variety. I'll be the first one to admit it. I think about it all the time. Should I? Could I find a way to better occupy my mind and time? I could probably find something.
The second fold of the two fold title is the classic response that a person can get when getting shot down "politely." It's the line that lets one party know that their presence is not highly sought after by the other party. It pretty much sucks. You can see how frustrating it is to hear this infamous line. That is not nessicarily the problem, however. The problem is the time and energy that is consumed thinking about this line and others like it. I personally am sick of it. As entertaining and as much of a part as I make it of my life I think I'm ready to let it go.
Last year Luke and I joked about getting a cave or cabin in the woods and just living there. At times I wonder if we might have really been on to something.
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