hide and go seek used to be my favorite game. i would play until the sky had grown black; the deep, velvety black unique to the summer sky. The darkness added to the rush of seeking, and we fumbled.
tripping.
falling.
searching. for the elusive hiders. you never knew when someone would leave their hiding place and sneak up on the seeker, eliciting a scream that could be heard for blocks. so much was unknown, and uncertainty was the cause of the excitement. In the morning i would wake with bruises and scrapes of unknown origin, proof that the intensity of the night had not been a dream.
my life lately has been like a game of hide and seek. Thrilling and wonderful, but incredibly uncertain. Im the seeker, searching for the mysterious, elusive things i think i want out of life. but just like a child fumbling in the darkness, i don't really know where i am going or what i am looking for. i've been stumbling around a lot, and i have fallen, hard, more than once. i have the marks to prove it. that exciting uncertainty drives the search, yet makes me terrified at the same time. but its the kind of fear that is thrilling, because it contains the hope that there is something worth finding. that the search is not futile. because sometimes, you cant see the future coming. it jumps out of the dark, and there is no way to be ready. you just have to react, and pray you made the right choice.
1 comment:
i used to not like hide and seek because i always felt like people would forget i was hiding and then i would just get antsy to get out. isn't that sad!
1. let's leave town tomorrow.
2. i might have purchased a new amazing camera yesterday...i told myself i would if i got my summer job / good tax return :)
3. thanks for writing. i like to see your thoughts in prose!!
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