Choate Own Choice #1
December 6, 2018
Looking back on how I got through some of the tougher moments of my life, I used to think all I needed was time to myself away from distractions, in hindsight that wasn't entirely true. What really got me through some of my most awful life experiences has been when I would go to my own "special places" that I found in nearby woods, parks, and trails. One specific memory I have is after my first real girlfriend broke up with me senior year. We had been together for just under two years and to me it was the most important thing on my mind all the time. I remember skulking around the house for a week trying to deal with my emotions, but to no avail. Later though, I found myself in the woods near the fields where I used to play little league baseball. I discovered a rock large enough for me to sit on that overlooked a small pond about ten feet below. I recall just staring at the pond and trying to think how I would overcome my heartbreak. What finally got me to come to terms with my sorrow was when a rock, that I likely knocked off the ledge I was on, fell into the water causing it to ripple before slowly returning to its previous state. I thought about how I could be like this pool, that if I only gave things time I could see through my own obstructions that cause ripples within my soul to eventually return to my previous state of mind.
Looking back on how I got through some of the tougher moments of my life, I used to think all I needed was time to myself away from distractions, in hindsight that wasn't entirely true. What really got me through some of my most awful life experiences has been when I would go to my own "special places" that I found in nearby woods, parks, and trails. One specific memory I have is after my first real girlfriend broke up with me senior year. We had been together for just under two years and to me it was the most important thing on my mind all the time. I remember skulking around the house for a week trying to deal with my emotions, but to no avail. Later though, I found myself in the woods near the fields where I used to play little league baseball. I discovered a rock large enough for me to sit on that overlooked a small pond about ten feet below. I recall just staring at the pond and trying to think how I would overcome my heartbreak. What finally got me to come to terms with my sorrow was when a rock, that I likely knocked off the ledge I was on, fell into the water causing it to ripple before slowly returning to its previous state. I thought about how I could be like this pool, that if I only gave things time I could see through my own obstructions that cause ripples within my soul to eventually return to my previous state of mind.
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