Todays story comes from Stirfrys words. Beauty, danger and Pabst.
Suddenly it has all become so clear. Ive often wondered how I got to this point in my life and now I know.
It was November 17th, 1977 at 10:47 a.m. It was a cold autumn day; the wind was blowing south northwest at precisely eleven miles an hour. Less than thirty minutes had passed since Brian Thomas pulled up Brandy Jenkinss skirt exposing her underpants to everyone on the playground.
My teacher, Mrs. Asher was telling the class that if we applied ourselves we could grow up and become anything we wanted. It was at this very moment in time that I chose the path that would lead to my future self.
By day I would protect those who are in danger. By night I would protect more people in danger by saving the world from the boney evil fingers of bad men, all the while getting to see more girls in their underpants.
When I grew up I was going to be a rodeo clown/international super spy. Little did I know at that time what a diverse life the people in these professions lived. Sure I was able to be a kick-ass rodeo clown and I was even a totally awesome super spy. Lord knows that since that day Ive seen more than my fair share girls in their underpants, but Ive never been able to marry the two worlds together in one perfect paint by numbers picture.
My days were filled with copious amounts of Pabst beer, beef jerky and ass-less chaps. All the while my nights were filled with Champaign, caviar and white tuxedo jackets. Each world held its own particular beauty but neither satisfied the hunger inside of me.
Ive spent my life in pursuit of a fools dream. How could I have been so blind to the obvious flaw in my grand design? Well no more my friend, I say no more. Today is the day I take back my life. Today is the day I put away the tuxedo jackets and ass-less chaps. Today is the day of my rebirth. Today I breathe the air of a free man. Today is the day I begin my new life, freed form the shackles of a childs foolish dream. From this day on, I am neither clown nor spy.
If I am to find true happiness in my life I need to follow my heart. I must embrace my destiny. Today begins my career as rocket ship captain/gunfighter.
Suddenly it has all become so clear. Ive often wondered how I got to this point in my life and now I know.
It was November 17th, 1977 at 10:47 a.m. It was a cold autumn day; the wind was blowing south northwest at precisely eleven miles an hour. Less than thirty minutes had passed since Brian Thomas pulled up Brandy Jenkinss skirt exposing her underpants to everyone on the playground.
My teacher, Mrs. Asher was telling the class that if we applied ourselves we could grow up and become anything we wanted. It was at this very moment in time that I chose the path that would lead to my future self.
By day I would protect those who are in danger. By night I would protect more people in danger by saving the world from the boney evil fingers of bad men, all the while getting to see more girls in their underpants.
When I grew up I was going to be a rodeo clown/international super spy. Little did I know at that time what a diverse life the people in these professions lived. Sure I was able to be a kick-ass rodeo clown and I was even a totally awesome super spy. Lord knows that since that day Ive seen more than my fair share girls in their underpants, but Ive never been able to marry the two worlds together in one perfect paint by numbers picture.
My days were filled with copious amounts of Pabst beer, beef jerky and ass-less chaps. All the while my nights were filled with Champaign, caviar and white tuxedo jackets. Each world held its own particular beauty but neither satisfied the hunger inside of me.
Ive spent my life in pursuit of a fools dream. How could I have been so blind to the obvious flaw in my grand design? Well no more my friend, I say no more. Today is the day I take back my life. Today is the day I put away the tuxedo jackets and ass-less chaps. Today is the day of my rebirth. Today I breathe the air of a free man. Today is the day I begin my new life, freed form the shackles of a childs foolish dream. From this day on, I am neither clown nor spy.
If I am to find true happiness in my life I need to follow my heart. I must embrace my destiny. Today begins my career as rocket ship captain/gunfighter.
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Mystic, Reconciliation, Smoke.
Does it count? "even if only to yourself"
Good Work Captain!