Sometimes I wish I didn’t know as much as I do know, about the depths of human emotions, human suffering, about the parts of life that aren’t always apparent with our eyes.I wish I could hear a politician and really believe them.
Sometimes, I wish I never studied so many subjects in school that dealt with the “human condition.” Then, maybe I could see something different in watching Toddlers and Tiaras or the First 48.
Sometimes I wish I knew less.
Sometimes, I think ignorance is bliss.
Sometimes not knowing things is a good thing, right? Sometimes it’s good to not know and just live…freely, without inhibitions.
But knowing is also good and necessary. Yes, I’ve changed my mind, mid post. In five minutes that’s okay to do. Now I think that to be educated is best. It’s best to then to sift through all you know and still dare to live unafraid is the best route.
Is ignorance really bliss? Do you ever feel like to know too much?