nobody is reading this so I don't know why i even bother to type it. for some reason, putting this out in cyberspace makes me feel fulfilled. some messed up psyche the computer companies want us to submit to.
i'm writing this because i hope someone will read it and get me. get parts of me i can't communicate. but i don't want people to get me, too. and i know no one will read this.
i'm making a blog because I know that i need to live. LIVE. live like you're supposed to.
money? i made money. i made 80k a year and i'm only 18 years old. i was happy. i was faced, though, with a problem. why do i need money if i can't spend it with people i like? love?
i'm in college, full time. i was working, full time.
learned something: money comes and goes. you can get money back. time? nope. can't get a second back. i quit my job for living.
that's why i put my name on the blog as the quote from "La Boheme" from the segment
Chi son? Sono un poeta.
Che cosa faccio? Scrivo.
E como vivo? Vivo!
Who am I? I'm a poet.
What do I do? I write.
And how do I live? I live!
---Rodolfo
I don't want a normal life. Yeah, I didn't quit my job to become a poet.
What then?
I want to live a poem. be a poem in everything i do. i visited a lady in seattle the other day.
she lived a poem. and better yet, she wrote her poem herself.
Hi, Rodolfo! Someone read your post! I was looking up a translation for La Boheme and came across it. If you don't mind me asking, has your perspective changed since 2010 when you wrote this? Hope all is well! - M.
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