Does it ever slightly annoy you when people go around variously moaning, writing, or singing about how their heart is "broken"? If you are anything like me you've probably been as nice as you could while secretly feeling smug about your own life; how you're too smart, too strong, too independent.
Because why should another individual, a foreign mixture of genetics who is totally alien to you and so completely unnecessary for your own survival, have control over your circulatory system? They shouldnt be able to make your head hurt and your chest hurt and your heart beat slowly. They shouldnt be able to make you feel deprived of oxygen. They shouldn't have any effect at all, or this is what I ( and maybe you) think even while handing the comforting chocolate bar to a forlorn friend.
But life have a way of catching up on you..er I mean me..even the things you think you'll never do. Our experiences are so common as human beings..we should never think we could never feel what someone else felt because we are capable of doing anything. Condemn the germans in the '4os for sitting by and allowing Hitler to rule..if we were in their place, would we have spoken up, paid with our lives? If we were white colonialists in the 1800s, would we have been disgusted at the thought of black slaves?
I digress..largely coz Im trying to avoid having to admit to anything . To say that anyone else had the power to hurt me...but he did, and I suppose I do feel like crying on someones shoulder and drowning my self in chocolate bars. I guess I'm more ..empathetic ( I wish the university admissions officers could read this) now that I belatedly realise I'm not on an exalted podium of smugness above everyone else.
But one thing I refuse to accept. Like that inspired Jordin Sparks person said ( is her last name really Sparks though?? what are the chances?)
Just give it a moment. To realise nothing's broken.
No broken hearts then. To be honest we wouldnt have worked anyway. Us two, we'd have made two halves of a whole idiot...as they say, on Fairly Odd Parents.
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