from what to say to thats enough
what to say what to say...
well things are going pretty well i guess but of course theres always that one thing thats missing. ok theres more than one thing, but the main one thing that just keeps prodding at you like itchy skeeter bite that never goes away. no, it's not the usual i just want to have this amazing girl that everyone dreams of crap that picks at everyones heart. no, this is the what the fuck am i doing on this earth question. some might include this together and say theres your answer. not me. im trying to leave relationships out of this question and just think what drives me mad with passion. im into motorcycles, polymers, philosophy, politics, steel, biochemistry, history, art, fixing things by hand, wood working, construction, explosives, computers, weight lifting, sometimes running, tattoos, and girls. n then, as i write this, it hits me; i just love the fact of knowing that i can wake up and do any of these things i like. i can wake up work out, ride my harley or crotch rocket to school, have a debate about the meanings of life, crash on someone's political views, ride it home to come up with an idea for a new tattoo or how to turn my bike into something else, research nylon or new discoveries in protein synthesis, then go out with some friends and have a beer while we discuss history, sports teams, meet girls (still not a "on the first night" guy), politics. then i can go to bed at my own apartment with the coolest dog in the world and just think til i pass out. this is what gives me smiles... that there are wonders out there, there's so much to do, and i have the possibility of doing it.
i'm one of the weirdest guys ever... i can fit in with country folk, real bikers, science geeks, metrosexuals and gays, political trash talkers, drinkers, mechanics, construction workers, and just about everybody except certain types of extremists and arrogance. i can smoke for two weeks straight and then not touch a cigarette for three weeks. i can run ten miles, lift over 300 lbs, fight, but still try to not fight... most of the time. i dont buy cable because i'd never watch it really. i like old school movies and am happy with simple things in life. i can forgive pretty easily but if im really crossed they'd never forget. i enjoy the workings in the world from the constellations to quarks. im a little scared of this new "atom smasher" in europe. i dont eat fast food... unless i have to or am drunk. i have been to countries all over the world and still haven't even seen my neighbor. and theres more but i think its out there... im weird.
well things are going pretty well i guess but of course theres always that one thing thats missing. ok theres more than one thing, but the main one thing that just keeps prodding at you like itchy skeeter bite that never goes away. no, it's not the usual i just want to have this amazing girl that everyone dreams of crap that picks at everyones heart. no, this is the what the fuck am i doing on this earth question. some might include this together and say theres your answer. not me. im trying to leave relationships out of this question and just think what drives me mad with passion. im into motorcycles, polymers, philosophy, politics, steel, biochemistry, history, art, fixing things by hand, wood working, construction, explosives, computers, weight lifting, sometimes running, tattoos, and girls. n then, as i write this, it hits me; i just love the fact of knowing that i can wake up and do any of these things i like. i can wake up work out, ride my harley or crotch rocket to school, have a debate about the meanings of life, crash on someone's political views, ride it home to come up with an idea for a new tattoo or how to turn my bike into something else, research nylon or new discoveries in protein synthesis, then go out with some friends and have a beer while we discuss history, sports teams, meet girls (still not a "on the first night" guy), politics. then i can go to bed at my own apartment with the coolest dog in the world and just think til i pass out. this is what gives me smiles... that there are wonders out there, there's so much to do, and i have the possibility of doing it.
i'm one of the weirdest guys ever... i can fit in with country folk, real bikers, science geeks, metrosexuals and gays, political trash talkers, drinkers, mechanics, construction workers, and just about everybody except certain types of extremists and arrogance. i can smoke for two weeks straight and then not touch a cigarette for three weeks. i can run ten miles, lift over 300 lbs, fight, but still try to not fight... most of the time. i dont buy cable because i'd never watch it really. i like old school movies and am happy with simple things in life. i can forgive pretty easily but if im really crossed they'd never forget. i enjoy the workings in the world from the constellations to quarks. im a little scared of this new "atom smasher" in europe. i dont eat fast food... unless i have to or am drunk. i have been to countries all over the world and still haven't even seen my neighbor. and theres more but i think its out there... im weird.