When is My Someday?

Submitted by Amy on Sat, 02/27/2010 - 01:14

Am I trudging to the end of the day, longing for an impractical tomorrow?
Am I ignoring the current moment, waiting for a time that will never exist?
Am I dismissing the tangible things, looking for unreal beauty?
Am I not seeing where I am, because I’m looking where I want to be?
Maybe today is a day for wonderment.
Maybe this moment of pain is worth more than an impossible joy.
Maybe those tangible things are far more beautiful in their solid reality than anything I could imagine.
Maybe I’m not seeing where I am, because I’m looking where I want to be.

 

Author's age when written
18
Genre
Essay

Comments

Mairead

Sat, 02/27/2010 - 04:00

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better? I loved this by the way. I can totally connect. :)

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Clare Marie

Sat, 02/27/2010 - 14:51

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This is lovely!  I feel exactly the same way sometimes...thank you for sharing.

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Clare

Sat, 02/27/2010 - 16:43

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This was epic! Seriously...i feel that way like, ALL the time! You created MAGIC, Amy. The way you arranged the words and the words you used were so BEAUTIFUL! Double thumbs up!

Amy

Tue, 03/16/2010 - 04:41

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Thank you for the comments!
And thanks, Mamie, for fixing the format. I was pretty confused!