It's awakening one morning to find myself buried. How long has this been going on? For some reason I have difficulty recognizing the spade I used to dig the hole, and the ease and relative comfort with which I can undig it onto myself
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I'm glad you get the idea of growing up in your own time. It's one of the things I've had to get next to over the last several years, that I haven't progressed as fast as my peers in some ways. Especially as I've surpassed them in others.
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I have empty hands. Empty, wonderful, loving, fun, young hands.
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My 20-year is coming up for high school next year, and I"m not sure if I'd want to go or not. Most of the people I care about from back then I'm still in touch with....and it would be odd to see the changes a couple decades have wrought.
As for the hands, the Tao teaches us that it's the empty space that makes a bowl so worthwhile.
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And that's kind of what I was getting at with the idea that my empty hands were still young. I remember talking to my friend Marlon outside the reunion, and thinking to myself how old he seemed. Not physically, but emotionally and mentally. It was wild. I was quite grateful at the time.
I've tried to lead a simple life, and chiropractic school might not be the easiest way to keep it simple, but it'll be worthwhile nonetheless.
I recommend the reunion. I'm so glad I went to our 10. Two of the most popular members of our class had died since graduation, and getting together with everyone helped to focus and streamline what was left of my grief. And it's always great to reminisce over why you loved someone to being with.
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