Apr 20, 2005 04:20
Someone tried to fuck me up recently. Despite their attempt I prevailed with a message I sent to myself. More specifically a letter, sent in the mail. Things happen when and where they are absolutely ment to and the timing of this letter seemed to fall right into place.
What anybody thinks matters not. All that matters is what I think.
People will sometimes read too much into whut I gotta say...or sometimes they think they know it all and get critical of them. This makes me realize that its not me they're reading to far into or being critical, its themselves... And their unwillingness to an open mind for things that are different....
Its kinda like I'm ridin down a river in an intertube, chillen with a beer. Sometimes friends won't wanna go with the flow and chill with me, and they'll spend their time swimming upstream tryin to get somewhere.... but the distance I achieve from just chillin superceeds the distance they try to do and I achieve it in less than half the energy... And while I realize it may be a different route, its what works for me. And if others want to waste that extra energy, and that's what works for them, then I don't have that right to twist anyone's arm.
....but that's me, a lone wolf wandering where I was ment to, enjoying life the way I ment to.
Namaste.