Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Secrets Secrets

Have you ever had a friend or family member tell you something that no one else knows?  Not even their family or their roommates or their best friends?  Just... you?

Well I've found that it's like being given an object -- a sculpture or something -- made out of the thinnest glass.  It's beautiful, shining, sublime, but you feel like if you squeeze it even the tiniest bit, the whole thing will shatter into a thousand pieces.  You're afraid to even move, it's so precious and delicate and fragile.

You must freeze.  And because you must freeze, you panic and the muscles in your fingers begin to twitch uncontrollably, which you know will only make things worse if you're not careful.

That's kind of how I feel right now.  Like I've been given a beautiful treasure -- I've been trusted with it -- and now I just don't know what to do with it.

Listening to: "Pieces Mended" by the Used
Things Going On Today:  A few Christmas miracles in Springtime.
Blessings:  Cancelled classes, easy quizzes, naps.
Learned:  How to play a part Mozart's Symphony No. 41 on the piano.  Also, that Sidney Gilbert was called to be an agent to assist Edward Partridge in organizing the United Order in Independence Missouri.

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