Sometimes I find myself wishing people - someone, anyone - would surprise me by being something more than I expected. But, in reality, what you see is often what you get even when you try to convince yourself that there must be more, the something extra you want to see. Sometimes, I'm surprised by the lack of unexpected or maybe it's the awareness that ordinary isn't so bad. And, sometimes, I wonder if the naivete I had at 24 is still there and if I'm in denial about the bits of wisdom I've gained. And I wonder if I'd surprise myself if I really looked hard. And I worry that I wouldn't.
Friday, June 13, 2008
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