"well he seen this girl in a red dress. Dumb bastad like he is, he wants to touch ever'thing he likes. Just wants to feel it. So he reaches out to feel this red dress an' the girl lets out a squawk, and that gets Lennie all mixed up, and he holds on 'cause that's the only thing he can think to do. Well, this girl squawks and squawks. I was jus' a little bit off, and I heard all the yellin', so I comes running, an' by that time Lennie's so scared all he can think to do is jus' hold on. I socked him over the head witha fence picked to make him let go. He was so scairt he couldn't let go of that dress." Of mice and men page 41
Sometimes i feel like all of us are nothing more than Lennie. Just trying to hold onto something that we want. We don't understand what we are doing wrong all we know is what we want and we're too scared to let go so we just keep holding on. I feel like we're all just flailing our arms trying desperately to grab something stable but all we can do is miss and we'll only see where everything was when we look back at it in hindsight.