a relatively simple question...
...but with wide-ranging implications:
what's better in life: diversity and uncertainty, or consistency and dependability?
it's a question that's been on my mind a lot recently. mostly, it's been in a relatively trivial context of my social life, that is I have a wide spectrum of friends whom I am all relatively close to, but who I cannot always depend on to be with, in any way, sometimes, and whether or not I'd be better off cultivating a smaller number of very close friends from those preexisting ranks who I could count on at any time. I could do it...but I don't know that I want to. or that I should. I mean, I wouldn't be considering this, except that so many people are gone this summer, it's stupid. really, it's quite stupid. but whatevs.
I spent all afternoon running around downtown trying to make my car officially mine, and it was not fun. too damn hot. even the rain is hot. it's creepy. I mean, we've had hail two days outta three. hail. meaning ice. but it's not cold. wha-wha-what??? the ohio valley...irks me.
I want to do something exciting. outdoorsy exciting. like go camping for a week out west and hike up a mountain. is that weird? I don't think so. there was this article in some...adult magazine. like vogue, or esquire (totally different things), I think esquire, about modern-day adventurers. indiana jones-type people, who travel the world doing incredibly dangerous, incredibly cool things, and manage, somehow, to make a living out of it. it's insane. and I want to be one of them. they're all really good-looking, too. like indiana jones (guys, shut up. a straight man can say that harrison ford is good looking. it's a new world. plus, he saved a boy scout with his helicopter. I don't know what that has to do with anything.)
people need to come home.
what's better in life: diversity and uncertainty, or consistency and dependability?
it's a question that's been on my mind a lot recently. mostly, it's been in a relatively trivial context of my social life, that is I have a wide spectrum of friends whom I am all relatively close to, but who I cannot always depend on to be with, in any way, sometimes, and whether or not I'd be better off cultivating a smaller number of very close friends from those preexisting ranks who I could count on at any time. I could do it...but I don't know that I want to. or that I should. I mean, I wouldn't be considering this, except that so many people are gone this summer, it's stupid. really, it's quite stupid. but whatevs.
I spent all afternoon running around downtown trying to make my car officially mine, and it was not fun. too damn hot. even the rain is hot. it's creepy. I mean, we've had hail two days outta three. hail. meaning ice. but it's not cold. wha-wha-what??? the ohio valley...irks me.
I want to do something exciting. outdoorsy exciting. like go camping for a week out west and hike up a mountain. is that weird? I don't think so. there was this article in some...adult magazine. like vogue, or esquire (totally different things), I think esquire, about modern-day adventurers. indiana jones-type people, who travel the world doing incredibly dangerous, incredibly cool things, and manage, somehow, to make a living out of it. it's insane. and I want to be one of them. they're all really good-looking, too. like indiana jones (guys, shut up. a straight man can say that harrison ford is good looking. it's a new world. plus, he saved a boy scout with his helicopter. I don't know what that has to do with anything.)
people need to come home.