Don’t know why, but I feel like starting this post off with some different music.
Something about it feels…right…for the moment. Someone might tell me another guy listened to this with her but I don’t care cuz I am not him.
Short neighbors never screamed ‘asshole’ at me and never will, not that it matters.
The Half Way Mark
Thought about that same aforementioned girl and whether she believes we have reached or passed the half way mark of our lives.
Wondered if that impacts or doesn’t impact the decisions we do or do not make.
So much of our time on this planet is a crap shoot based upon factors and choices we cannot control.
Makes me wonder what the right thing to do really is and how much of that is an arbitrary social construct based upon fear.
Maybe the best thing, the right thing to do is as simple as moving forward and living and loving as hard as we can.