Apr 16, 2008 01:29
I've been thinking about this on and off since the first time I saw Clerks II. It'll slip away from me, and I'll go awhile without thinking about it. Then it comes back to me when I start to despair about where I am in life: Do I really care about not 'living up' to society's standards?
Not really.
What do I care that I'm not building a new deck or paying off a mortgage? I enjoy my roleplaying games and computer games and aimless writing. Do I somehow feel lessened by not making babies and not pining over the latest heartache/arguement with some bitch too good for me? Definitely not.
So fuck society. I'm pretty happy right now being a 'loser'. I only get depressed when I think my life isn't going 'where it should be'.
Maybe I'll just move to New Zealand and become a clerk. After my grandpa improves/gets some real assisted living, of course. I've been spending a lot of time down there, watching him, stuff like that. Helping out.
Of course I won't likely move to New Zealand, but it's nice to dream.