Would it sound immature, sheltered, or pathetic if I said my biggest motivators seem to be, at least at times, fictional characters? I saw the Dark Knight and I came home and didn’t worry about any of the petty things that trouble me everyday. I shouldn’t talk about it as though it’s the past tense; this is what I’m feeling right now. I don’t feel stunted by insecurity. I don’t feel troubled by betrayals of my past and I don’t feel like they are holding me back. I bought a Wii four days ago for what can simply be explained as compensation for the areas that are lacking in my life. I’m selling it. Tomorrow it goes on craigslist. I was a fool to buy it in the first place. I can’t say it’s fate, but seeing the
Futen Dojo documentary right before Batman feels more then coincidental. I feel like I’ve been drifting the past few months. Today I told my dad that I’m at a crossroads. A multidimensional crossroads is more accurate. One of Tanemura soke’s quotes (paraphrased) was that a ninja’s purpose is to bring light to the dark. I still don’t know what direction to go, but I think training will help me get there.
Films have always had a lingering feeling on me, but I think this one hits too close to home to let it fade.