water water everywhere and not a drop to drink
The last two months I've been in a funky wishy washy state of being because my car was totaled and I live with my mom, which at 26 doesn't look good on paper. I starting doing things to keep up appearances but who was the façade for? I wasn’t doing it for my homies nor any particular young lady oh no, I was doing it to pleased my ever hungry id. I hate it when I allow myself to slip into that realm of instinct because I do things I don’t want to do, which is a big no no in my book.
I finally stopped punishing myself for these "failures" and reprioritized my goals. I've decided to stop focusing on the minor inconveniences because although I'm not where I would like to be, I am doing a grade A job of cutting a path to my ultimate destination. Society pressures us into thinking we should have certain things accomplished by the time we reach certain periods in our life when society cannot live up to its own standards. I'm feeling more like myself again because I’ve reimplemented the “fuck society” ideology, which helps me be me, a lot more effectively. Why should I care what other people think? I know the reasons for my current state and with the way I’m captaining this ship, aye shall be back ashore drinking rum and chasing women in no time.