Most of you reading this know me already or at least know enough of me to pass some sort of judgment, but I guess you don't really have to read this then.
Have you ever met a walking contradiction or more simply put, a hypocrite? Have you ever found yourself hating something yet wanting it at the same time? Perhaps it's just an unavoidable trap we can't escape, but think on it a second and perhaps you'll be able to understand. I see a decadence consuming society yet I feel that those of us that secretly abhor it are equally tempted to indulge in it.
I see people with lives of indulgence and excess that never once question or stop to appreciate how good their life is. I find myself in utter contempt of these people yet upon deeper introspection I realize that it can be anyone, including myself. The notion of contradiction seems to sneak up upon me as I become what I despise. In steadily attempting to separate ourselves it seems we conform unknowingly.
Life and the ruthless game of hearts we play is probably the best motivation to drink I've ever seen. I see people sowing the seeds for future self destruction as the world passes them by and it's an all too common scene.
It bothers me that love and the journey to find it is such a paramount aspect in my life. Within this whirl of drinking ,relationships, and miscommunication I find myself wondering why I am the way I am. The more I try to figure out what life has in store, the further the answer seems to be. Can we truly lose ourselves in attempt to find out what were really made of? These ideas fill my thoughts and they spill out onto whatever it is I'm writing and I suppose that’s the only way I can describe me.
Can you ever truly know a person? That is a question I don't know how to answer, but I've tried.
