Life is sort of like a book that you read. As you go on you find out more and more about the story and the characters and you get a better understanding of what's happening. I guess that's common sense though because everyone's life is a story in itself.
I just finished reading a post by a girl I used to babysit who just recently turned sixteen. She was talking about things that she's finally realized about herself and about life. As we grow older some of us realize exactly what is important and what is trivial, what we should spend our time on and what is a waste, what will last and what is temporary.
I feel that I have done a pretty good job at realizing these life truths as I've grown up, but there are some things I fear that I will never fully grasp. People, for example, will never be easy for me to understand. I have learned that I am not a very good judge of character and a few times that has come back to kick me in the butt. In my nievity I try to give people the benefit of the doubt and always take them at their word. However, people lie. Lots and lots of people lie. Who knew?
Maybe when I grow up a little more I'll have the ability to discern who is real and who isn't. Unfortunately, I think it's something you are born with and I just don't have it.
In other news, I'm thinking of being on the next season of The Bachelor.
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