the hippie theory.

i find some sort of joy when things get shaken up. surely not while the getting jossled, but after the quake, i couldn't be happier with life.

i only say this because i really feel like plans and the future and all the rest of the blah, blah "i'm sure about my career" blah part of life are severely overrated. why? because it's trivial. you have no idea what's going to happen tomorrow. sure, all of your friends know what's going to happen (mainly because you harp it straight into their ear each chance you get), but by no means does this change the shifts and breaks in everyday life.

but like i said, there's some kind of thrill that comes out of not having a clue about what's going to happen. and the even bigger thrill that makes its way into my head are when i find myself focusing on the things that are guaranteed. the fact that God is present. and that, when we feel like we are being crunched down by the weight of everything around us, He cares. Even when we turn our back, He still cares. that's what i love about God. He offers hope.

if you tell me there isn't hope there, i will call you retarded.

peace.