I went to school this morning and thought that today was going to be an okay day. Once I got about half way through and I knew that today was going to be a pain. I had no hopes that things were going to go my way or any good natured persons way untill I got to my computer.
The internet at my apartment has been down for six days now. I have not been happy about it. When I got home and turned on my computer the internet was in full force. As if that were not enough to make me the happiest person on the planet, when I went around to tell everyone in my building a girl in one of the apartments said that she had something for me. To my surprise she pulled out my DRIVERS LICENCE. I had lost it two weeks ago at Shell Gas Station. She had found it in our parking lot. I have never been so convinced that the Lord is looking out for me because I am just not that lucky. Even if the world were to destroy me right now I would still be happy.
She had failed. There was no other way to say it. Despite all of her accomplishments, all of the honours that people attributed to her, she had failed at the things that mattered most, and no amount of humour, self-deprecating or not, could change that fact. For years she'd hid behind her staged smile and her enticing humour. She had worked hard at the tasks that had clear beginnings and endings and could be accomplished by mortals. She dreamed of being more, of doing more, of meaning more. Yet, when opportunities presented themselves, she failed to live up to the possibilities. People. That was the part of life that she had failed. She had failed to truly care about or for people. Caring led to pain. Caring meant investing in another person, only to have that person reject all that had been invested into them. It was easier not to care, to create a safe distance so as not to get hurt. It was easy for Her to do. Like a switch that she could flick on and off, she could care or n...
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