Kokomo
Casey woke me up at 2:20pm. That’s right. I slept well into the afternoon. Since I would’ve been majorly late for class, I decided to skip yet again. No biggie. I did the work.
From there, we headed to Kokomo to pick up the Nova and meet up with Casey’s mother and her friend. We had a lovely meal at Outback Steakhouse, and headed back to Franklin.
Casey is sleeping and here I sit in the library doing homework, checking e-mail, and taking care of drama club stuff for the end of the year party. I have less than $45 in the budget to make 8 nice awards and feed around 30 people depending on who will show up. Believe it or not, I’ll be able to do it with a little creativity, hard work, and a little help from my friends.
Right on.
Last night, as I lay crocheting on Casey’s bed, I began to wonder about why some people have such animosity toward me and my friends. No conclusion is reached other than to say that they not logical or tolerant of differences. I asked Casey to get my mind off of it, which he did. Attention Defecit Disorder has a way of making a persons thoughts race and depression and obsessive/compulsive disorder (which everyone with ADD has according to Dr.Lewis) have a way of making a person overreact. Casey calmed me down.
We spent the rest of the evening watching Feild of Dreams and talking about philosophies. Do you believe in fate? What do you want for the future?
Casey’s favorite philosophy is “I don’t know.”
I have to say I agree with him. I see fate and free will a little differently than he does, but our philosophies are not far off. And neither of us know what we want for the future. At least not details. We want general things. We’ll go where our oportunities take us. I hope we go together.
“There’s a place called Kokomo…that’s where we wanna go to get away from it all”
Not necessarily Kokomo…but you get the point. FREEDOM………BEAUTY………TRUTH………LOVE
“Bohemia, Bohemia is a falacy in your head” I hope not. “Bohemia is dead” Bring it to life again.
It’s not animosity — not that dramatic. We’re all just different. And we’re all guilty of intolerance.
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In that little town of Bethlehem, we raise our glass, you bend your ass toooooooo La Viiiiiiiie Boheme. 😉 you know who P.S. I’d be lost without the words “I don’t know”
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For being and “us” for once instead of a “them”
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Here’s fate as I see it. When I look back upon my life I see all the little details that had to happen for me to be where I am. When I look forward, I don’t know where I’m going, but I know when I get there I’ll look back and it will have been fate that brought me there. Free will does exsist, but not in the fact that we can do what we want, in the fact that we are free to love God or not.
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I don’t believe we are guilty of intolerance. I believe we are all guilty of quick judgements. I believe we are all guilty of making ourselves victims. I believe we are all guilty of perpetuating conflicts, when we are only trying to make them cease. That’s what I’m trying to do. I just want people to leave me and my friends alone. It’s the only solution I see. Ignore. Forgive. Live and let live.
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MOULIN ROUGE. Awesome. I hope things start getting better for you, soon. We really miss you here at home though and we can’t wait to see you and Karen. Veronica
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“I don’t know” is less a philosophy, so much as it is a fact. ‘A wise man knows that he dosen’t know anything at all’. Is that what he’s getting at?
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