Is it over now, hey, say is it over now?
Anberlin is possibly the only band that I can listen to and forget that they are “Christian Rock” or whatever the genre is these days.
That sounds bad. It’s probably meant to.
Once I stopped at the Owatonna Hy-Vee. I needed some tissues, so I stopped to pee and get some, as well as a soda. An hour later the Iowa State Patrol turned on their lights and hailed me down.
I need to watch Mean Girls again, apparently, because after three times this month, the Carolin Kraft morality message still doesn’t seem to have sunken in.
We’re back to one to two sentence paragraphs I see. And three word sentences. Great.
Every time I start writing one of these I feel like I have enough content for even Severus Snape’s nastiest parchment length requirement. Then I start typing, and it all goes downhill.
I got to find out what sitting in the front seat of a patrol car was like that day. I also got to keep my very own paper copy of an official warning from the State of Iowa.
This post is not turning out how I thought it would. But maybe things are better that way.
I don’t know how it was supposed to turn out anyway.
When there are problems in the world, there are two kinds of people.
There are the people who sit around and figure out what these problems are, and they talk and they write about them and what needs to be done to fix them, and they tell the world what’s wrong.
Then there are the sorts of people who are actually out doing things to make a difference. Who fix the problems.
I just want to fix the world.
But first I need to fix myself.
I know you know this about me
but I will say it anyway. The thing about fixing the world is there is always more to fix. And if you fix it, it’s still probably messing something up. And the reality is people just don’t care to think about it. I like this post and you, and I think you’ll come to realize that fixing yourself as you say it will already be a huge step in changing the world.
U syre
My fingers were on the wrong keys. It kind of seems like I’m addressing you though! “You, sire,”
I sure would love to hear more of this police story!
Also, I think you can “fix yourself” by fixing the world. By helping others we help ourselves. And just because we’re messed up doesn’t mean we can’t make a change. The ones who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do!
I think.
Mahatma Gandhi once said, “You must be the change you wish to see in the world.” I believe he had it right and I believe that you have it right too.
I enjoy reading your blog. Please keep posting.
I wish I knew who you were.
I wish I knew the answer to that too.
The basics go something like: female, New Yorker, student.
But who I am? That’s a tough one.