Day By Day

Live In The Moment

nancy

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We are an exceptional primate. Being able to pose the inquiries that just appear to let us feeling be and deserted on this turning rock. It appears to be a horrible joke. We battle for importance and when we can’t find it we create our own. Who could fault us? I’ve grappled with the “enormous” inquiries for a significant part of my life. Never finding fulfillment with the responses others have thought of. I wonder about their evident certainty. In some cases I become anxious with the strict sorts, or even furious.

My cerebrum doesn’t permit me to accept things without any doubt. I’m not constructed that way. I’m an examiner, a doubter, a searcher and a spectator. I need replies, however I never get them. I need rationale, yet all at once it’s subtle. I’m basically seen as caring about. Needing answers nobody is by all accounts ready to give can give you a feeling that you are incapacitated by vulnerability, or frozen, maybe. This frozen state is awful quality of life. I glance around and find myself desirous of the ones who appear to be content with the unexplored world. The ones that appear to skirt through the minutes without a consideration joyfully.

Is it true that they are genuine? Or on the other hand is this a shroud concealing what Thoreau called lives of calm distress? Simply one more inquiry I can’t respond to. So this is our…

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nancy

Spina bifida survivor, college student, learn, laugh, and love. SIMPLY ENJOY LIFE!