you used to be cool
This month has been a whirlwind of sorts and has shown me various things that I've needed to be shown. Namely: what the fuck is next. Namely, that I need to start feeling more positive about everything. I've been so negative and grumpy for the past couple of months and it's gotten me nowhere. Goals:
Get some kind of exercise on a regular basis. Get out of the house.
Start hanging out with people who intellectually connect with you (i.e. Doug and Sarah and other writers).
Write more letters for the hell of writing letters.
Read more bloody books. Well, the British use of bloody (and way less time on TV).
Really try to stop smoking. Seriously stop.
Be open to any kind of possibility (even leaving).
Stop being hung up on people who aren't batting any glances at you. It's self-destructive.
Be open to letting good, healthy people in. Actually try to have a for real, healthy relationship for once in your goddamn life.
Send your writing out. Care about your writing again.
Don't be self-deprecating.
Don't spend money stupidly.
Remember that time you loved seeing people and talking to them and generally being with them? Do that again.
LISTEN. I've developed a habit of not listening. Of zoning out. At least with a lot of folks. Not everyone.
Know the difference between a worthy friend and an unworthy one.
Know that you are worthy.
What has this world done to me?
Find joy. Hold tight.
Fight sadness and heartache. Find verbal disputes.
Dialogues and debates.
Part of the reason you hang out with certain folks as much as you do is because it's easy. At least, you don't have to realize what you aren't accomplishing with them.
Whatever has happened, let it go by. Let it.
Get some kind of exercise on a regular basis. Get out of the house.
Start hanging out with people who intellectually connect with you (i.e. Doug and Sarah and other writers).
Write more letters for the hell of writing letters.
Read more bloody books. Well, the British use of bloody (and way less time on TV).
Really try to stop smoking. Seriously stop.
Be open to any kind of possibility (even leaving).
Stop being hung up on people who aren't batting any glances at you. It's self-destructive.
Be open to letting good, healthy people in. Actually try to have a for real, healthy relationship for once in your goddamn life.
Send your writing out. Care about your writing again.
Don't be self-deprecating.
Don't spend money stupidly.
Remember that time you loved seeing people and talking to them and generally being with them? Do that again.
LISTEN. I've developed a habit of not listening. Of zoning out. At least with a lot of folks. Not everyone.
Know the difference between a worthy friend and an unworthy one.
Know that you are worthy.
What has this world done to me?
Find joy. Hold tight.
Fight sadness and heartache. Find verbal disputes.
Dialogues and debates.
Part of the reason you hang out with certain folks as much as you do is because it's easy. At least, you don't have to realize what you aren't accomplishing with them.
Whatever has happened, let it go by. Let it.