Well, its been one week since my birthday, and while that in and of itself isn’t such a big deal or thought, as soon as I realized that, a whole string of little thoughts tangled up into a massive thought, in that, when I turned 25 on my birthday, I really didn’t feel any older or wiser or anything.
In some ways, I felt younger, but now that its been a week I realize now that I am in fact older and wiser, Ive got some new scars, some new stories, some new insights, and I feel as if suddenly… I’m about to be reborn somehow.
Everything is both old, and new, I can see the wonder in the universe, as well as the pain, the gears, as well as the magic, I can see God in everything, and I can see man in all around me, and I realize, I know a lot more than I give myself credit for, and that for everything I do know, there’s a million I don’t.
It just kinda struck me right down to the center of my being there for a moment, and, I liked it…
You want consistency? Go to Mac Donalds.
~Caleb
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