"Freemasons run the country" - hahaha, good ol' Simpsons! I love random
references.
My fingers are all chapped and falling apart. Made a return
to the gym this morning and I thought I was going ok until I had
almost finished my run when I thought I was going to just keel over, I
could no longer run, I could barely even walk! I guess it has been
too long! At least I should be able to sleep tonight if I'm
lucky.
I've been reading a lot of material related to people in their
20s transitioning into their 30s having difficulty finding and
making meaningful friends. Basically you are restricted to friends 'of
the moment' who are only good for the context they're in, but it is not
a true friendship. I wonder why that is? I think it's because as you get
older you become much more guarded and you really cannot take anyone's shit
anymore. People's idiosyncracies become all the more grating, and since
nobody is perfect, everyone cops really harsh treatment.
I need time
to pass. I need to understand what the future brings. What does the cold
light of day bring? Could I make more sense of the situation? Let's roll
with this for a while. But by then, things could be too late. I'm just
still miffed that the relative position of everything had changed. Time is
moving at a constant pace. Everything just gets a little bit more difficult.
But I guess not as hard as they could have been. Not a moment too
soon.
I've finally got Animal Nitrate down, and not a moment too soon!
Damn that is a tough song to play. A lot of weird things going on with
the rhythm.
Meeting up with M-Biatch some time next weekend, which
should be good! It'll be weird and interesting to see how this large passage
of time has changed us and how we interact.
Anyway, that's it for now
folks.
Joaquin out.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
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