I have to say that I’ve been a bit foolish in my day. I also have to admit if I hadn’t been I would have been a fool. I’m 14 days away from my 33rd birthday and I’m wondering again if I’m not being a little foolish.
The truth is as I write this I feel as though I’m losing faith… But, I know that if I do I’m dead… The truth is I’m really just getting tired…
How many times have you heard the line.. “the quickest way to failure is trying to please everyone.” Well, my foolishness lies in the fact that time and time again I refuse to believe it. I suppose you could say that my childhood had something to do with it. But, even as I write this, I’m trying to put it in away that will make it acceptable for someone I might never speak to… Instead of just writing…
I know that I can’t please every person I cross paths with. I know this on a very deep level. But, that being said, I know that I should be sympathetic to everyone who I cross paths with. If I see them falling shouldn’t I stop to help them up? Another point is that we often try very hard to avoid someone because of a very shallow assumption. When in fact we may be blinding ourselves to a very real and much more profound danger…
But, I’m tired.. In the last year and a half since I’ve moved back from Colorado I’ve reconnected with my Mom and my Brother. And when I talk with my Mom or my Brother about my frustrations they both tell me the same thing… “You need to take care of yourself..” ..I guess what I’m trying to say is, that’s exactly the point I feel I’m at…
Life = Risk+Motivation
I have to say that I’ve been a bit foolish in my day. I also have to admit if I hadn’t been I would have been a fool. I’m 14 days away from my 33rd birthday and I’m wondering again if I’m not being a little foolish.
The truth is as I write this I feel as though I’m losing faith… But, I know that if I do I’m dead… The truth is I’m really just getting tired…
How many times have you heard the line.. “the quickest way to failure is trying to please everyone.” Well, my foolishness lies in the fact that time and time again I refuse to believe it. I suppose you could say that my childhood had something to do with it. But, even as I write this, I’m trying to put it in away that will make it acceptable for someone I might never speak to… Instead of just writing…
I know that I can’t please every person I cross paths with. I know this on a very deep level. But, that being said, I know that I should be sympathetic to everyone who I cross paths with. If I see them falling shouldn’t I stop to help them up? Another point is that we often try very hard to avoid someone because of a very shallow assumption. When in fact we may be blinding ourselves to a very real and much more profound danger…
But, I’m tired.. In the last year and a half since I’ve moved back from Colorado I’ve reconnected with my Mom and my Brother. And when I talk with my Mom or my Brother about my frustrations they both tell me the same thing… “You need to take care of yourself..” ..I guess what I’m trying to say is, that’s exactly the point I feel I’m at…
This pretty much sums it up..