great expectations
what have you been up to?
i usually shrug and lie.
not too much.
because i don't expect people to understand the answer. or like it. not that people like my shoulder manipulations either... like something is wrong with me because i don't live the way they live. or jealousy on the other hand because maybe people would like not to be doing too much as well.
but in all honesty, if i were to honestly answer that question it would go a little more like this:
i am just biding my time.
for what? you ask.
i am waiting for a plan.
so much inaction, you can't handle it, i know. make a plan! do something with your time! your thoughts are screaming, i can tell. see? that's why the shrugs and lies. the truth seems to you like less of an answer and i don't mean to get you all riled up like that.
you implore me to expand, but i can't. if i already knew what the plan was... well, then i wouldn't be biding my time would i? of course, i am expecting ridicule. most people do not have such great faith in the unknown. i revel in the unknown because it is so much greater than the known. you expect that at this rate, i will be waiting forever for nothing. you expect i may die here, waiting forever.
you wouldn't have expected me to be right. but i've been expecting you. and you are always right on time.
oh, i've got a plan for you, he said.
i've got a plan and you'll love it. possibly he threw in a wink at that moment.
just bide your time for now.
i nodded knowingly.
you weren't expecting that. but i have been. all along.
happy thanksgiving.
back to biding for now.
i usually shrug and lie.
not too much.
because i don't expect people to understand the answer. or like it. not that people like my shoulder manipulations either... like something is wrong with me because i don't live the way they live. or jealousy on the other hand because maybe people would like not to be doing too much as well.
but in all honesty, if i were to honestly answer that question it would go a little more like this:
i am just biding my time.
for what? you ask.
i am waiting for a plan.
so much inaction, you can't handle it, i know. make a plan! do something with your time! your thoughts are screaming, i can tell. see? that's why the shrugs and lies. the truth seems to you like less of an answer and i don't mean to get you all riled up like that.
you implore me to expand, but i can't. if i already knew what the plan was... well, then i wouldn't be biding my time would i? of course, i am expecting ridicule. most people do not have such great faith in the unknown. i revel in the unknown because it is so much greater than the known. you expect that at this rate, i will be waiting forever for nothing. you expect i may die here, waiting forever.
you wouldn't have expected me to be right. but i've been expecting you. and you are always right on time.
oh, i've got a plan for you, he said.
i've got a plan and you'll love it. possibly he threw in a wink at that moment.
just bide your time for now.
i nodded knowingly.
you weren't expecting that. but i have been. all along.
happy thanksgiving.
back to biding for now.
posted by one L at 11:14 a.m.
2 Comments:
i think this entry is interesting in that we always feel like we have to have so much activity.alot of times people are doing alot of things but all these things just add up to nothing .so who's really doing nothing?the one who's trying to look busy or the one who truly looks like they are doing nothing?i guess it just so silly:)
i always laugh when i ponder over what fancies me these days. like staring at walls.
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