Everyone has their quirks. Why do we clique the way we do? Do some peoples abnormalities go hand in hand with another’s? I have found that no two people could ever possibly think alike. Really. Have you ever thought about what the true acceptance of an individual really means? You have to accept every little part of that person. Their habits, their most frustrating stances on issues, the way they look, talk, eat. EVERYTHING. The more I look deeply into each individual I meet I find myself being more distant to every human being I encounter. Its every man for himself. It always has been, no matter what anyone will ever tell you.
I remember a few years ago, fresh out of high school thinking I could conquer the earth. I was going to change the world. I had my mind set on achieving the impossible. I was foolish for believing everyone around me who fed me false hope. I will take the blame for who I am today. I am not conquering the world. I am a number. Just another face in the crowd. What separates those faces from the crowd? What do they do thats so extraordinary? I wish for a little while everyone would just kick back and smell the roses, realize analyze what their life is worth. There is not a person I know that doesn’t live their life in fast-forward. Its very hard to enjoy life when were trying to work so hard in the process of working to live… rather than just simply living it.
What do you enjoy about life? What makes you feel whole? There are certain days when life is the most beautiful endeavor. sunshine. flowers. trees. photographs. good songs. an open road. a good laugh. finding someone to relate to. meeting genuine human beings, I guess. I want a life worth getting up for in the morning. yeah everyone can lecture me about “so many people having it worse off.” Thats garbage. Ignorance is bliss. the more I see the less I know. you get to a point in life where you’re so overwhelmed by everything being thrown at you that you can’t make sense of anything anymore. home isn’t home. the people you think you know forget you exist. Everything that you thought was once valuable suddenly just isn’t.
why are you here? why are you reading this? do you care? Is it all just too much to think about…so you just ignore it? I don’t necessarily need answers I just need closure. I’m going to have questions ‘til the day I die, and I’m ok with that. However, being uneasy is pure hell. I just want to know its going to be ok. Maybe its just that simple.
so i’m not a big advocate of the way Nike inc. runs its business… but all matters aside I can’t put a damper on this application. I don’t know if it was a resolution of mine or what… but i’ve decided to whip myself into shape and damn has this app been kicking my butt.