5 AM wisdom
If you’re going to be dumb, be tough. That’s what I learned this week, especially after watching Jackass number two. Truth is, I haven’t been doing so well the past couple of weeks, screwing up constantly and disappointing more people than I care to count. Sorry, people. Hope you understand. Being back to being a fuck up isn’t really as fun as it used to be.
There have been a couple of setbacks endangering the fruition of my plans, but adapting and adopting are just two skills I’ve mastered over the years.
Wait, before I go off and start making sense, let me just say one thing to all of you people: The Simpsons movie is the absolute shit. Fuck Citizen Kane, man. Long live Homer.
Now, back to the regularly scheduled rantfest.
A certain someone has been trying to make a comeback in my life, and frankly, dude, just come back when you finally get it. There are just some things you are not going to accomplish by merely bitching.
Last week, I attended a supposed “grown up” party, and as the sleepless weekend continued, I surmised that there are only three things important in life. He essentials, if you will. Love, friendship and rock and roll.
Love seems to be the only thing lacking in my life right now. But an overabundance of the other two makes up for that lack.
Now that I’m seemingly dead in the wear when it comes to my plans of change and progression, I’m having fun at the bloody least.
I’ve been seeing the sunrise more and more regularly. He sky can be a very beautiful thing once in a while.
There are a lot of things and people I miss these days, but I guess it’s just natural. Cutting my self off from some of the most important people in my life has been quite a learning experience. I also miss teaching, and learning while teaching. When I’m ready, I’ll be doing that thing I do in the classroom so well. When I’m ready.
There are some things I’ve learned to accept. I’ll never be rich and famous. It’s just not me. I’m not going to have an actual, normal, healthy relationship. Not any time soon, at least. I have a knack for getting myself in pretty stupid situations. It’s just what I do.
Now I’m back to living the life that I’m used to living, that homey feeling I used to have whenever I stepped into bars have been somewhat altered. I think it’s a greater sense of understanding, of both the self and the world around me.
I’m human, I’m fragile, and I’m downright idiotic. And the sun keeps on rising as pretty as it always has. Jesus, transition is a bitch.
