Monday, September 3, 2012

Chilling with Buddha.

I wish God or fate or destiny really had a voice. Like-- I wish I could have a sit down talk with Jesus/Buddha/Allah/whoever-the-hell about the meaning of life. I want them to give me a hug when I'm sad, and give me a high 5 when I get an A on that test that I studied for. I want them to say, "Daphne, everything is happening for a reason, and it's going to be pretty bad ass, trust me." You know? I want him to come to football games and cheer with us, and go to concerts with us, and cry while watching the titanic with us.

Literal. Physical.

I know he/she/it is supposed to be with us always, but none of us really know.


Maybe just a sign would be nice.... yeah... I think that would be good enough. Signs.

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