Hope
Alright, today my nagging wife of a teacher asked what hope meant to me… well I guess I had to think about this for a second or two and other things came to me. First I thought well, if you were under the Muslim faith your hope is to kill millions of Americans to gain 72 virgins per American you kill. For Jews it’s to find that bank and make that money. For gays well I asume it’s to make the mecca to West Hollywood the truely gayest place on earth. But, for me not so much.
For me? Well I can’t say, I suppose it’s that next breath, that next thought, that next idea that will surely appear anytime now. Jesus that’s it I really guess thats my hope, I mean you can ask anyone and im not one to live a super religous life but I feel as if that is what I should or could say. Life is a hope to see new life or watch life fade, to see that things move on and progress even in bad times this I guess makes me hope.
“ignorance is bliss, be your self it’s all you’ve got.”
on April 29th, 2008 at
I suppose you’re right, we can only hope to live as many years as we’re given.
on April 30th, 2008 at
See, you did give a good answer. And btw, thanks for the “nagging wife of a teacher” title. I’ll wear it proudly.
Got the feeling I upset you this evening. If so, I’m really sorry. You’re a great guy and I don’t want you to be upset. Let me know if there’s anything I can do.
See you Monday.