I have no idea what's flying.
I cannot control the majority of the things that affect me.
I am not Atlas, and I am not holding up the world.
I don't need to accomodate everyone I meet.
Nothing means what I thought it used to mean.
I'm so light, I feel like I could dance...
I cannot control the majority of the things that affect me.
I am not Atlas, and I am not holding up the world.
I don't need to accomodate everyone I meet.
Nothing means what I thought it used to mean.
I'm so light, I feel like I could dance...
5 comments:
the beauty of it all .... cuz u don't have to. embrace the disillusionment, witch child.
chim-chim-charoo
I am not Atlas, and I am not holding up the world.
Ah, email me! You should have listened in on a conversation I had with my cousin from Israel that motzei Shabbos. :) [Ironically, that's exactly what I was thinking at the time he was talking as well.]
Indeed, my dear, you do not have to carry all the weight of the world on your shoulders. You did not cause global warming or the war in Iraq; you probably aren't even controlling the Cat-5 hurricanes in the Gulr of Mexico.
Fancy that!
salmon
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