i am not prepared and i'm glad. because what else would there be left to learn? in this huge endless ever-changing world?
our work is never done - and thank /goodness/ it's not. for we seek goodness, but like competence, will we ever actually reach it?
how can we stop here? how can we be fully prepared? how can we ever just find that holy grail? what would be left to chase? with an entire world to see, how can we narrow our vision to one place at one time?
i never want to leave my mark on one place at one time. i never want to be comfortable, stagnant, still.
for we truly do have one most glorious most outstanding most unique most painful most bittersweet most fleeting life. this life won't make sense. sometimes, it feels like we don't make sense. yes, it's all strange - it's all foreign, in the best way.