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Mar 08, 2006 14:47

I'm starting to feel like a fucking nomad. No trip is too far away with the right motivation. There's a certain irony in just about everything I do. A very common thing really. Everytime I travel, it's great, because I love change. Change is good, everything constantly changes anyway so why fight it? Anyway, after my trips I come back to routine and order. Now I don't mind a bit of order as I can be extremely disciplined, with the right motivation. In fact, I plan to be extremely disciplined soon, but that's another story. I'm not crazy, I'm the same person day in and day out. It's what I do that's different. I go away and lead one life in my actions and then come back to another. It's a very strange feeling that is pretty hard to place.
One of the things I hate the most is when I check other people's livejournals and all I see is fucking complaining. God, do something else and enjoy yourself maybe instead of wasting time that could be enjoyed needlessly complaining about how bad you think things are. If you don't complain much, then this doesn't apply to you. Now I haven't been known to be the most positive person myself, or negative for that matter. I'm a realist, I know what's possible and that's what I work at. Not to say that I don't have dreams. My dreams are possible. Most things in the world are possible if you just believe. I am a true believer that I and everyone else have no limits other than the limits we set for ourselves and I intend to seriously fuck up those limits so there's no rule anymore. It's a good cause. You're here and then you're dead, make good use of your time. So I'm off to enjoy the rest of this day the most I can. Everyone have a fun March Break and stay dangerous out there!
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