Random thoughts form a guy who's almost or maybe drunk:
Have you ever looked at old pictures of yourself and wondered exactly who you were or what you were about when that picture was taken? Or what that person of X amount of years ago would think about the person you are of today? Would your older self like your current self or would he/she think you're a dick? Sometimes i think yes, and sometiems i think no.
Being thrust, unasking, into the world without a blueprint or any ind of guide to go on, must be rough. It's amazing to think that most of us actually make it to where we are.
Sometimes i feel like I'm a blind man venturing forth into the world of the seeing...everyone has a map or has gotten to their desitnation but me. Sigh...life can be so weird or so something at times ya know?
Just so yinz know...there's nothing particularly vexing about my life right now but i think i'm getting to the point of my life where a journey begins and while each journey begins with a single step, i don't want that step to be in the wrong direction. I mean it's gotta suck to realize that 10 miles into a trip, you've been walking in the wrong direction....particularly in today's day and age. So what's a person to do? To venture or not to venture? I know that i sure as shit didn't get $20,000.00 in debt so i could serve overly needy people their fucking coffee. But i'm also thinking i didn't get $20,000.00 in debt so i could do what my degree says i'm good at for the rest of my life.
It's hard to be a fawn in today's world. There's soooooo much land to graze upon, how is one supposed to know if their doing what's best or just fucking up the terrain and will be paying for it later?
I guess things are vexing me right now...crossroads are tough. So many different paths to take and finding out which will make you hapiest in life is the toughest path of all. What to do....what to do.
Have you ever looked at old pictures of yourself and wondered exactly who you were or what you were about when that picture was taken? Or what that person of X amount of years ago would think about the person you are of today? Would your older self like your current self or would he/she think you're a dick? Sometimes i think yes, and sometiems i think no.
Being thrust, unasking, into the world without a blueprint or any ind of guide to go on, must be rough. It's amazing to think that most of us actually make it to where we are.
Sometimes i feel like I'm a blind man venturing forth into the world of the seeing...everyone has a map or has gotten to their desitnation but me. Sigh...life can be so weird or so something at times ya know?
Just so yinz know...there's nothing particularly vexing about my life right now but i think i'm getting to the point of my life where a journey begins and while each journey begins with a single step, i don't want that step to be in the wrong direction. I mean it's gotta suck to realize that 10 miles into a trip, you've been walking in the wrong direction....particularly in today's day and age. So what's a person to do? To venture or not to venture? I know that i sure as shit didn't get $20,000.00 in debt so i could serve overly needy people their fucking coffee. But i'm also thinking i didn't get $20,000.00 in debt so i could do what my degree says i'm good at for the rest of my life.
It's hard to be a fawn in today's world. There's soooooo much land to graze upon, how is one supposed to know if their doing what's best or just fucking up the terrain and will be paying for it later?
I guess things are vexing me right now...crossroads are tough. So many different paths to take and finding out which will make you hapiest in life is the toughest path of all. What to do....what to do.
clara:
I think that my younger self would love my current self, but she'd wonder why I'm not Wonder Woman yet. Need a golden lariat...
clara:
They're not all like that, no.
