I also recall a person who seemed to care less about more, and more about less.
Oft is the occasion when I get a strange recollection that I used to care about some certain thing or another or about the thoughts and feelings of others in regard to my transparency.
Try as I might I can't recall, if ever I did, why I did.
Mostly though, I really just don't care about a lot of things. I've realized my mortality along with my ever decreasing energy and resources and have come to see that most things don't really mean all that much to me in my existence, nor do I seem to mean that much to them and theirs.
The few things that matter, matter infinitely, but those things are very few.
Ironically, anyone who can't relate might judge me as cold and cynical... perhaps but I don't think so since it is less about disregard as much as it is about a certain kind of giving up that in the end is quite liberating.
Then of course those of you that can relate all too well are probably thinking something like,"Who gives shit what you think?" and won't, for lack of time or energy, comment or contribute.
Honestly, I don't blame you.
I almost don't care either.
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