Scattered Thoughts Dec. 7 Things and situations occur, and later you sit there and think "Was that supposed to happen?" Everyone has had these days, these experiences, these intense moments of reflection. Everyone has had moment where they "knew" what they were doing (usually while intoxicated, or, is that just me...)-that they were reacting in the most reasonable manner, etc. I've had quite a few of these moments...Some were more then moments, they were long periods of time- weeks, moths, years. Some were simply random acts that I have come to question. But, it all comes down to this: If you are happy with the person you are-you who have become-then you have made no mistakes. Don't ask yourself "Was that supposed to happen?" because who fucking cares. You're here. You're ok. You've learned from your mistakes-or "non-mistakes"- and you're fine- Better off then you were when you started off and worse off than you will be in a day, a week, a month, or a year -or so we would like to believe, perhaps nievely, that it will never get worse or hurt more than it does at this very moment. Take your chances- experiment with life. New experiences, no matter how in or out-of-character they are, will enhance a person more than anything else will. I'm taking my chances. I have been ever since fate turned me down and Reality opened the window-shades to the light that was "freedom". And if someone doesn't understand, appreciate, and love you because of your experiences-the chances you took- then screw them. Obviously they don't understand that every choice you make is "the right one." You're right. I mean come on, you always are. I am... |
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I blame all random acts on Parrot Bay. I don't believe I was seen without a bottle in hand at any party all summer...And what a summer it was...lots of "intense moments of reflection" to say the least. |