Random Thoughts on a Day Of Atonement
i was sitting at a stoplight today and thought -- damn, am i becoming my mother?. i'm getting old, tired and weary. complaints percolate to the top faster and faster. i'm becoming forgetful and am as selfish as ever. over recent years my emotional balance has been questionable. or perhaps like my dad? completely unmotivated beyond getting done what needs to be done.
while at lunch with a co-worker the other day he mentioned the movie "some kind of monster" which was about metallica, their new [at the time] album, and their group therapy. his reaction was ... i don't know if i like them any more, they are a bunch of pussies. the disappointment was obvious. we all know the band as being tough, head-banging, heavy metal rockers. they're supposed to be the rape and pillage kinda guys. despite that, i told him again that i liked the movie and appreciated that they were "real people" behind their act. he was unconvinced. frankly, i appreciate the band now more than ever.
i read this today and unfortunately didn't keep the url, but had saved it off as something i wanted to remember/share.
That guy used to have soul. That was why he liked me in college. I represented something he could not allow himself to be. I could feel and feel deeply. He could only feel the top layers of life.
i've been told that i don't get deep and that description of only feeling the top layers of life, i think, fits me to the proverbial "T". i like that analogy.
Posted by ac at October 13, 2005 06:22 PM