I sometimes think it's strange how people meet. On purpose - in fate's eyes? perhaps?. and for a short while the awkwardness and silence that comes from not wanting to say the wrong things - the things that send us running in the opposite direction... Still there's always a third factor. A past relationship or even a current one. It can have you swimming upstream... for we are complicated creatures by nature. Living each day, learning from every moment that precedes the next...
I mean most people are not going to touch something hot, get burned and turn around and touch it again... right? Seems like a simple theory - good old cause and effect / what goes up must come down kinda mentality and with that being said ... who the fuck are we kidding anyway? I mean if life was as simple as good old Pavlov and his poor little dog then really why would it be worth it? I believe Robert Frost said it best " I took the road less traveled by... and that has made all the difference." A quote to fucking live by if you ask me. Who the hell can say they've lived and I mean truly LIVED if they follow every flipping' run down trail everyone and their mother has trotted down before them? Knowing every turn, every bump, and every dead end. Damn it, I say a chic's gotta hit a couple bumps in the road to learn anything... i mean shit how else will you even figure out that it flipping hurts to fall down if you never get your knees dirty (no pun intended)!
And boy those dead ends are the worst, believe me - I know! But you just turn your tired ass around and start over - but only after analyzing each of those turns that lead you down that path to begin with... then next time, with a new found sense of "direction" you emerge a stronger more goal oriented person with a new sense of self and accomplishment... cause let me tell you it's a lot easier to cut your losses and take the easy way back home to where you feel safe and understood... but i promise all your left with at the end of that journey will be a pair of really bad shoes, and an empty feeling - pure conformity.
Now there's a bad word! And no, Im not saying you have to run out and get every orifice pierced, paint your nails seven different colors, or shave your head to display your strategically placed anarchy symbol...Conformity is defined as "an action or behavior in correspondence with socially accepted standards, conventions, rules, or laws" I mean I'm not telling you its okay to break the law but for christ sake get an opinion... get a point... get a purpose...because it's YOURS... and you created it by falling down every now and again, getting your heart broken way too many times, and most of all grasping your piece of this world and making certain your place and purpose in it. It's hard, it really is - wondering why God has led us down this path with no light at our side guiding us along. Leaving us only with our own determination and faith to fight that feeling of "impossible"... and a strong hand intertwined with our own... reminding us that He brings others into our lives for a reason; to show us love or perhaps to show us what love is not... to help us grow and to show us life - all the while making clear our purpose in this chess game. To be knighted or sacrificed... giving us strength to stand tall and not be forced down by a simple play or tilt in the board. So this is me...what ya see is what ya get! I love my family, I love my friends... and of course... U gotta love a gixer!!!!!