Sweet surrender

I am seeing the world through clearer, rosey glasses.
There is a suprisingly calm feeling in taking the back seat.
From a distance things become clearer. From a distance things can also become warped.
But in the back of the classroom, the teacher usually doesn't pick on you.
From that chair you understand what you want to, or what you can.
From that chair you don't need to prove yourself too much.
From that chair daydreams take you away to exciting, breathtaking scenarios.
A few times in my life I sat in the front row. I tried soo hard to absorb all the knowlage and information of my guides.
I always felt as if I was under a microscope, my every move monitered. As if it was just a matter of time before I slipped, and caused displeasure.
As time went on, I would move back row by row, until I finally made to row in the back of the classroom. There I felt safe, there I controlled my ability to absorb. There I knew what I wanted to and blocked out all the rest.
I'm moving back, row , by row, by row. I'm calmer.
I heard something yesterday that struck a cord with me." History doesn't repeat itself, people repeat history ".
When you don't know anything different you retrace your steps. When you've learned a thing or two will try and navigate the outcome more in alternate ways.