Saturday, September 15, 2012

yet it always feels like it could've been

I do my thing and you do your thing.
I am not in this world to live up to your expectations,
And you are not in this world to live up to mine.
You are you, and I am I,
and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.
If not, it can't be helped.

-Fritz Perls, "Gestalt Therapy Verbatim"

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Men at some time are masters of their fates:
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

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I'm sure the reality, my El Dorado, lies somewhere between those points. I don't know how to get there, but I'm not giving up.

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