Not all, but most of us, will grow old. And some of us will truly fall in love, some of us us will die alone, but maybe most of will settle for spending our lives with someone we merely tolerate more than anybody else.
And some of us will have children, and give up everything to make their lives better. And some of us won't. And some of us will, because it feels like the thing you're supposed to do at a certain age.
When a lot of the people I know get married and have children, I hope that I'm invited to weddings and christenings. And when some of the people I know get married and have children, I hope I never find out. And if I find out, I hope I can find a way to live with it.
I've been running up a hill for so long and so hard, that if it turns out that it's actually a cliff, my momentum will surely carry me over the edge.
Wednesday, 3 September 2008
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