18Feb/090
Swallow and Hold On
"I fall on my knees, trying to find a solution, a truth, a motive. To think that I was born to love, that I wasn't born to sit permanently in front of a desk asking myself whether man is good.... To make a sterile sacrifice that does nothing to raise up a new life: that is anguish."
No. It's not about having kids or planting a green garden full or organic produce, though both worthy endeavors in their own right. In the end, maybe sitting behind a desk somewhere isn't so bad, so long as the sacrifice isn't sterile. It's something I've had an incredibly difficult time with in my life. Although enjoyable for intermittent lengths of time, I have yet to find the right desk.
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