Walking back to my apartment tonight a single thought went through my head as I walked through the park the next block over: I could live here and be happy.
It was a passing thought but it gave me no comfort even though I knew 5 months ago I would have killed to have been able to think that to myself.
I think the problem for me was the single key word: could. Could implies many things, but to me it lacks the feeling of choice. I could live here if I had a program for a degree, I could live here if I had a job requiring it, I could...but would I ever want to for me?
It's silly to think that there could be an answer to this question. There's that word again...
It was a passing thought but it gave me no comfort even though I knew 5 months ago I would have killed to have been able to think that to myself.
I think the problem for me was the single key word: could. Could implies many things, but to me it lacks the feeling of choice. I could live here if I had a program for a degree, I could live here if I had a job requiring it, I could...but would I ever want to for me?
It's silly to think that there could be an answer to this question. There's that word again...
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