"Tiny birds sit patiently side by side on a wire."
Thursday, March 22, 2007
I realize as I sit here contemplating existence like I often do at 12:29 am. It's as good a time as any to think about life and such. As Tengo plays, I wonder why certain elements of life go the way they do. Is it because of free will? God's plan? Genetics? Blame Jupiter? Who knows. Let's just say that life will find a way. I wonder question what it is I should do with myself. I enjoy my job, but it kind of leaves me empty inside. I haven't written a damn thing worth noting or keeping around since I started this job. But it might not be the jobs fault. It could be that I'm not a writer. That kinda sets me back. But who is anything if they don't get up and do it. I think that I need to get focused. Get to the point is what you are saying. Well, it's time to fucking do something with myself besides sleep, eat, work, and enjoy the fruits of my youth. Now that a year since graduation is almost here, it's time to face that lack of expectation may be true. Maybe nothing is out there specific for me to do.