The Trouble with Redemption

What I am listening to: Dreaming by B.T.

I wish I were dreaming right now... Only getting three hours of sleep tends to bring out my "not-so-happy" side and makes me wish I were in another place. A place where anything is possible... a place where I can be the ruler of my own destiny... a place where good honestly has a chance of overcoming evil and where there is hope for redemption of even the most malicious of people... I used to dream of a place like that. I would find it in one place: the movies. I am learning to realize, though, that it can become the story of my life as well, and that thought is what gets me through.

Perhaps that's why I love watching Star Wars. Anakin Skywalker is a mirror of my life... We both rebelled against our authority figures and are learning the hard way that we are wrong. And I love the ending of the story, because he was redeemed before he died. And I have to believe that redemption is possible... I have to... because if not, my life was a waste.

Thanks for listening to the rantings of a madman. I know that me sitting here writing in my journal is not solving anything. However, sometimes one just needs to sit and ponder about the facets of this complicated life that in all reality is so much more simpler than we allow it to be. There is love, and nothing more.