Yesterday I got really frustrated because I have the opportunity of a lifetime to look forward to, and instead of enjoying it, I'm stressing over travel arrangements and other logistics. I feel like I'm letting the moment pass me by, and I don't know how to stop it. Ferris Bueller told us that "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." But then again, I was always more Cameron than Ferris...
"No! I am not Ferris Bueller, nor was meant to be;
Am... Cameron, one that will do
To provide a car, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Geeky, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous--
Almost, at times, the Fool."
You know, that was a hell of a lot funnier and more creative in my head. Hell, I didn't even have to change that many of the words. My apologies to T.S. Eliot.
And yeah, I know that what my friends list had for lunch is not exactly vital information, but please don't point that out to me. You'll just make my poor little overloaded head explode.
So I think what I'm trying to say is, I'm feeling a little overwhelmed, and also a little guilty for not responding to your LJ comments. And perhaps a vacation would be a very good thing.
