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Lately, I have been in complete awe of the human beings that surround me. Mostly, I have been continually reminded of fucking awful humans can be sometimes. I am just as guilty of being terrible as the next person, but I generally make an attempt to think of others and their feelings, efforts before I act.
There is something exciting about being spontaneous and rash and only thinking of your own needs and wants. I think we all find this exciting because deep down inside we know it’s wrong. It seems like we all are just taking the same baggage around and recycling it and passing it on to other people. Feeling optimistic today? Not anymore.
But in the same way, seeing all the shittiness the general population possess makes me explore new places looking for people who in fact, do not suck ass. I am very lucky to have seriously awesome humans close to me. I am loved, and I feel very fortunate for that.
Honestly, I am happiest when I am barefoot. Shoes are evil foot shackles. If I am barefoot, I am fucking stoked about shit. I do note fear stepping on the ground when I am in a serene place. Bare feet are the best way to feel dirt. Sure you are a little vulnerable, but as long as you step cautiously, and think about what you do before you do it, you will probably be fine. Sometimes there is glass on the ground, and that shit happens, but shoeless you must plaaaaay.
I do not expect this all to make sense later
There is something exciting about being spontaneous and rash and only thinking of your own needs and wants. I think we all find this exciting because deep down inside we know it’s wrong. It seems like we all are just taking the same baggage around and recycling it and passing it on to other people. Feeling optimistic today? Not anymore.
But in the same way, seeing all the shittiness the general population possess makes me explore new places looking for people who in fact, do not suck ass. I am very lucky to have seriously awesome humans close to me. I am loved, and I feel very fortunate for that.
Honestly, I am happiest when I am barefoot. Shoes are evil foot shackles. If I am barefoot, I am fucking stoked about shit. I do note fear stepping on the ground when I am in a serene place. Bare feet are the best way to feel dirt. Sure you are a little vulnerable, but as long as you step cautiously, and think about what you do before you do it, you will probably be fine. Sometimes there is glass on the ground, and that shit happens, but shoeless you must plaaaaay.
I do not expect this all to make sense later