I'm feeling forced into wisdom. I'm not sure how to accept it. I sometimes long for the days of ignorant adolescent bliss. I still dream about it.
Somewhere, deeper, though, I remember the emptiness of those days. Those days filled with going going going trying to stay away from myself. Staying up all night, constantly surrounded by "friends" keeping myself distracted and overextended.
I was always avoiding the reality of everything. Maybe it was a self-protective measure. Now, as life slows, I get to know this person inside. I respect her now. She is capable, strong, compassionate and yes, wise.
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