Day 178: The Human Condition

I sometimes realize that our greatest fears are probably about the past, they are not always about how things are going to be, but rather but how we remember things that happened at some point in our lives. The he/she in stories we write has annotations attached, has notes we keep in our mind about good or bad, and right and wrong. The human condition is multi faceted and can extend in so many directions, as for now I choose to write about this fallacy of being trapped in interpretations and situations of our own head. We keep growing into and out of them. I write this in conversations with friends who have felt this way, I want us to learn better and come out stronger at end of days. I like the idea of skipping a page in your diary sometimes, not writing everyday. I hope we learn, I hope we draw from the human condition.

The Human Condition
When there are times unchanged, in between mistakes that get made
Hopeless and hapless sometimes, seems but a part of your day
I want you to know about meanings, and about interpretations
About finding yourself among things, as such may be the human condition

Where you are troubled by things you cannot change
When it all seems too hard to remember, to simply rearrange
Our worst fears sometimes are the memories we cannot forget
And sometimes simpler still living in constant regret

I want you to know you will fall when it may, and you will rise again
When needed most you will find solace sometimes even in pain
In better days and worse days you will treat them alike
You will not plan for things, you will take them, come as they might

We are all reminiscent of things in the past, of those lost and found
Things that lets us be free and sometimes just memories that keep us bound
A diary writer's diary calls everyday, & yet a page you cannot skip in time
Such is the human condition, we will move on, keep writing,
                                                                          you on yours as I do on mine.