Sometimes my life feels like a elevator ride. Some people get on and stay lifelong friends, and others barely get past one floor. There is no blame, no this or that, just connections, some deeper then others based on random events we have no control over. It's this haphazard life that creates worry in my mind, when l want so much order. And then anxiety decides to ride my elevator when it probably shouldn't be there.
What do you think about those who filter thru your life? Open to seeing how others conceptualize those who flirt with us.
I am always trying to find the periodic table, the schematic, the written instructions, when there is nothing to reference but pure randomness, the Bermuda triangle, the worm hole. I am sure a great philosopher beat me to this. I think l have a severe problem with the randomness of life. It feels like ...........
What do you think about those who filter thru your life? Open to seeing how others conceptualize those who flirt with us.
I am always trying to find the periodic table, the schematic, the written instructions, when there is nothing to reference but pure randomness, the Bermuda triangle, the worm hole. I am sure a great philosopher beat me to this. I think l have a severe problem with the randomness of life. It feels like ...........
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