Everything As Half Of Something Else
...love is a strange emotion. It has the ability to both make a person feel incredibly sad or become the key ingredient to having anger and hatred boil over. Even as I think of a point I would like to make on the subject, I sit here feeling bewildered. When you feel like you are in some form of love with another person that does not seem to share the sentiment in the least, it can be difficult to reconcile one's feelings when essentially suffering silently. However, you have to let the other person be whom they are and live their life. It makes one want to run and hide. It makes one want to do things that go against their nature and better judgment, knowing that it would be a lie. Love is a strange emotion.
...snow was falling all around as I was leaving Target early last evening. I had mentioned that it felt strange that a decade or more ago, it was all-too-common for me to be walking to or from a store on any given weekend. Back then, armed with more credit than anyone of my financial stature should have ever been allowed, I spent as much time shopping for and buying games and DVD's as I had playing them with less interest than I expressed in hunting them down.
Yesterday, I left another store empty handed. I don't have nearly the credit availability. I don't want nearly the level of debt. The observation was riding on how the path our lives have taken is not where one might have wanted or expected. In one's early twenties, there might be visions of settling down, traveling or any number of things. Standing out in the world, it can be a bitter pill to look around and feel oneself becoming increasingly irrelevant, invisible and committed to the same beaten path.
...already skimming over, I notice an increased somber tone of my previous thoughts. As such, I feel I should add a counter-measure of something more upbeat. In terms of creative endeavors, there are currently three separate items that, with any luck, will materialize. For the past few years, a friend and I have had discussions about an anthology of short stories. For the first time since the initial talks, I finally have what I feel is a solid idea. If I choose not to post the finished product here, I will at least make it as readily available as possible. I would love to get it in front of as many eyes as humanly possible.
Second, I have a design project I am already under way with. Again, details to be revealed if and when the time is right. Finally, for anyone who may have known of my involvement in a culture publication of the recent past, there have been rumblings of interest from several parties. Nothing concrete has taken shape, but the ideas are being bandied about. With any luck, some or all of these items will blossom into something to take on an upward journey into 2014.
Read: Dead Enders by Ed Brubaker
Watch: Key & Peele
Listen: Burning Love Rotten Thing To Say
...snow was falling all around as I was leaving Target early last evening. I had mentioned that it felt strange that a decade or more ago, it was all-too-common for me to be walking to or from a store on any given weekend. Back then, armed with more credit than anyone of my financial stature should have ever been allowed, I spent as much time shopping for and buying games and DVD's as I had playing them with less interest than I expressed in hunting them down.
Yesterday, I left another store empty handed. I don't have nearly the credit availability. I don't want nearly the level of debt. The observation was riding on how the path our lives have taken is not where one might have wanted or expected. In one's early twenties, there might be visions of settling down, traveling or any number of things. Standing out in the world, it can be a bitter pill to look around and feel oneself becoming increasingly irrelevant, invisible and committed to the same beaten path.
...already skimming over, I notice an increased somber tone of my previous thoughts. As such, I feel I should add a counter-measure of something more upbeat. In terms of creative endeavors, there are currently three separate items that, with any luck, will materialize. For the past few years, a friend and I have had discussions about an anthology of short stories. For the first time since the initial talks, I finally have what I feel is a solid idea. If I choose not to post the finished product here, I will at least make it as readily available as possible. I would love to get it in front of as many eyes as humanly possible.
Second, I have a design project I am already under way with. Again, details to be revealed if and when the time is right. Finally, for anyone who may have known of my involvement in a culture publication of the recent past, there have been rumblings of interest from several parties. Nothing concrete has taken shape, but the ideas are being bandied about. With any luck, some or all of these items will blossom into something to take on an upward journey into 2014.
Read: Dead Enders by Ed Brubaker
Watch: Key & Peele
Listen: Burning Love Rotten Thing To Say
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