wake up
i wake up every day to two dogs who the moment i wake up try to lick my face. i wake up the most beautiful amazing person i've ever met. she's ususally already awake by the time i get up. i take my dogs out to go to the bathroom one at a time, because if i brought them both they'd just play instead of getting down to business. after that, i'll take off all of my clothes and get in the shower, usually with that girl who literally makes me stop and do a double take because i can't believe she's actually with me, and loves me as much as she does. after that i decide whether or not i want to smoke pot that early unless i have something that won't get done high i choose smoking pot. i dip into my medicinal marijuana that has made me a weed snob because i won't smoke other weed now. i go on with my day thinking that i know it all and people around me just don't care. what i don't realize is I had this same mentality three years ago, thought i had all the answers thought i had a revolutionary way of thinking, when what i had was the beginning of a better mentality that would mature and grow as i did. every day i learn more about people and more about myself.
i know for a fact the only way to get anything accomplished with people is through communication. one skill that i'd say 95% of americans do not have. we usually don't even interact with other people and when we do, it's driving next to them. if our only view of people is them driving imagine how we'd feel about the human race. a bunch of selfish assholes. fucking idiots who speed up when you're trying to change lanes. people who switch lanes incessantly(don't know if that's how you spell that) so that they can try and get home from their daily grind faster but what they don't realize is the reason it takes so long and the reason there is traffic is because mother fuckers don't just stay in one lane.
the only other place i see people and the way they act is at work. i work at nordstrom in mission viejo. every day, people come in and out most of them very nice and easy enough to deal with. then there's the others. the one's who come in and ask you a question and when you tell them it's not possible walk right next to you and ask another employee for the same thing. what they don't realize or are willing to accept is that i was right in the first place. it's not possible. they're completely rude and have this mentality that the entire reason i'm at nordstrom every day is on the few times that they come in. i'm there to be there bitch completely and they don't appreciate it. they take there clothes that they don't really need and go on there merry little way. knowing how much, whoever is going to love their new gift. when really it'll go into the same pile as the rest of the shit and get used occasionally. they go out to their jobs every day and take advantage of their workers so they'll have a little bit more so they can buy clothes or cars or whatever the fuck moves them.
sometimes i don't feel like waking up, not because i'm tired but because of the things people do to our beautiful world all the time. we live in a place with so much life, that is as much a miracle as the pope or our self righteous president. we live in a place where birds fly and squirrels gather nuts for the winter. ducks find there home for the winter. bears hybernate for the winter. babies say there first word. puppies play. we have sunsets and sunrises that heat our world perfectly so that all this life can survive. people have relationships where they'd give up everything they have, including their lives to see that person happy. parents after twenty years of raising a child get to see them succeed in a way they'd never dreamed. a californian saves the life of a japanese child they've never met. this world of ours, with so many amazing things going on every day and yet we concern ourselves with the concerns and doings of so many people around us so we don't have to concern ourselves with what kind of a person we really are. think about it. think about yourself.
look at yourself, do you run away from opportunities because they're different or scary or it's not going to be easy? would you rather have ten dollars for yourself or would you like to see a crippled homeless man take that same ten dollars and put it towards some medication or some food. shit even if he puts it towards booze, his life is so much more fucked up than yours, let him. it'll make him happy.
the most important question we can ever ask is.
WHAT KIND OF PERSON AM I?????
i know for a fact the only way to get anything accomplished with people is through communication. one skill that i'd say 95% of americans do not have. we usually don't even interact with other people and when we do, it's driving next to them. if our only view of people is them driving imagine how we'd feel about the human race. a bunch of selfish assholes. fucking idiots who speed up when you're trying to change lanes. people who switch lanes incessantly(don't know if that's how you spell that) so that they can try and get home from their daily grind faster but what they don't realize is the reason it takes so long and the reason there is traffic is because mother fuckers don't just stay in one lane.
the only other place i see people and the way they act is at work. i work at nordstrom in mission viejo. every day, people come in and out most of them very nice and easy enough to deal with. then there's the others. the one's who come in and ask you a question and when you tell them it's not possible walk right next to you and ask another employee for the same thing. what they don't realize or are willing to accept is that i was right in the first place. it's not possible. they're completely rude and have this mentality that the entire reason i'm at nordstrom every day is on the few times that they come in. i'm there to be there bitch completely and they don't appreciate it. they take there clothes that they don't really need and go on there merry little way. knowing how much, whoever is going to love their new gift. when really it'll go into the same pile as the rest of the shit and get used occasionally. they go out to their jobs every day and take advantage of their workers so they'll have a little bit more so they can buy clothes or cars or whatever the fuck moves them.
sometimes i don't feel like waking up, not because i'm tired but because of the things people do to our beautiful world all the time. we live in a place with so much life, that is as much a miracle as the pope or our self righteous president. we live in a place where birds fly and squirrels gather nuts for the winter. ducks find there home for the winter. bears hybernate for the winter. babies say there first word. puppies play. we have sunsets and sunrises that heat our world perfectly so that all this life can survive. people have relationships where they'd give up everything they have, including their lives to see that person happy. parents after twenty years of raising a child get to see them succeed in a way they'd never dreamed. a californian saves the life of a japanese child they've never met. this world of ours, with so many amazing things going on every day and yet we concern ourselves with the concerns and doings of so many people around us so we don't have to concern ourselves with what kind of a person we really are. think about it. think about yourself.
look at yourself, do you run away from opportunities because they're different or scary or it's not going to be easy? would you rather have ten dollars for yourself or would you like to see a crippled homeless man take that same ten dollars and put it towards some medication or some food. shit even if he puts it towards booze, his life is so much more fucked up than yours, let him. it'll make him happy.
the most important question we can ever ask is.
WHAT KIND OF PERSON AM I?????