so im a little bit older and probably non the wiser
where do i begin, life seems to just be cyclical because ive been doing the same thing year in and year out.
i moved out of the house and that was fun, but it seemed that i traded my parents
for even worse parental figures. my roommates felt that life decisions i was making
didnt fit into their new lifestyle so they ridiculed it and ostracized me for it.
eventually things came to a head and i made the decision to not keep myself in such an environment.
so now im back at my parents, on the verge of hitting what most out say is the first quarter
of my life with the only to show is a very slowing decreasing debt, a newish car,
a steady job that pays the bills and a cute cat.
so you tell me world, have i lived up to my potential yet?
honestly i never pictured it this way but who knows, the struggles of today could be the
push i needed to get to where i want to go.
regardless of any life choices i make, the only thing that matters are my dreams.
rambling again, cant ever find myself thinking of just one subject at any time. the mind wanders
too much and its the curse of what i would call and over burdened mind with little to do.
seriously, my time is spent at work babysitting people that are dealing with less than
intelligent old people and their cohorts on telephones, drinking like im at a college frat party,
not talking to pretty girls because im "too shy" to say anything, and playing videogames because
thats what brings in the ladies. on a lighter note, i have since tried to stop falling in love
with every girl that smiles at me and decided to at least consider they dont know who i am.
is it weird to be a 20 something year old in this day in age?
now of course im super critical of myself but why not, someone has to be.
my friends will sugarcoat it and my family will be oblivious to it all. growing up now is so odd.
when was the last time you went to the farmers market and met the person of your dreams?
as im typing i feel myself getting less interested in this topic as is probably anyone reading this post.
lets switch gears a little, ive been struggling with some ideas of making some extra money.
in my head im like i can get a second job and it will be all fine, but i know i would hate life
becasue i would have extra money with no time to spend it.
or i could become an artist and make shit that people would be willing to pay money for.
im more fond of the 2nd one, as it will afford me to be creative again, which i enjoy and
quite possibly allow me to interact with people again. at least people i dont work with.
well it seems that ive gone on long enough, if you do read this then i commend you for making it all
the way through it. by all means read further and delve into the small puddle that is the
void of my mind. also a big thanks because i know im not easy to put up with, even in writing!
also heres a cat doing stuff
