Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Self

Letter
 
To Self,

If you could just figure yourself out, that would be great. Not that I'm rushing you. It's only that I'd really appreciate it if you got along with committing to who you are already, so that when I'm walking around, interacting with other people, I don't have to be so gosh darn nervous or scared. You've done a fine job the past few years. Thank you very much, I really appreciate the progress you've made. Thank you for the hard-earned self-respect you've given me. It helps me very much in my life. In our life, I should say.

Once again, please finalize the person you are, and send me the report when you're done.

Sincerely, with great affection,

You


Fringe
 
I cut my own hair this weekend. That was a first. I think it went all right. I'm not picky about my hair anyway. Well, not finicky, I should say. Right now, it's short on the sides and longer on top. I usually comb it to the right (from my point of view). The front is long enough to fall over my forehead just a bit.

I forgot to mention that I cut it with with a pair of craft scissors. What is wrong with me?

. . .

I just looked in the mirror again. My hair looks pretty bad.. I can't bother to fix it though.


Do you ever?

Ever get so bored that you get sick and your head hurts? I think I've reached an all-time low in my days.


Better Tomorrow

I need to write better than this. I'll write something better tomorrow night. Something that evokes strong feelings. Something satisfactory to me. I'll try.

3 comments:

  1. the letter to yourself was beautiful, I think it's probably good to do that every so often, remind yourself of who you are, your achievements even though you may be feeling lost, you can read over them.

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  2. I used to (and sometimes still do) feel the same about myself. Like I couldn't/can't pin myself down. It's like some weird identity crisis except we're too old for that now, I think. It's like a phase young teenagers go through except I keep going through it...

    I want to see your hairrrr. There's this guy I used to have a crush on in college, Mark, and he was Mexican, and I imagine in my head that you look like him, although you probably don't.

    Before you knew my name, what did you call me in your head, if anything? I still refer to you as Tom, but I'm trying to switch over to Eric. My friend's boyfriend, Eric, the one who stayed the night, left one of his guitar picks here. So now whenever I see it I think to myself, "Oh hey look, that's Creepy Eric's guitar pick." haha. I don't know why I thought you should know that.

    Yes, I do get that bored. It sucks.

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    1. I don't think we're too old to understand more about ourselves. It seems to me it's hard to pin-point who we are because our lives change a lot from around 12 to about 30 (or until you're married and have a stable life).

      Then go check it ooouuuuttttt. I probably don't look like Mark. But who knows?

      I had some idea of your name, as you know. But I think whenever I thought of you, I thought of you as 'her' and 'she.' I always knew who I meant anyway.

      It's a relief to know that I'm not "Creepy Eric."

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