Thursday, September 4, 2008

rockhardplace

...and i'm not referencing my sick abs.

Being 23 is hard. especially when you keep forgetting that you're 23, thinking you're 22, when you're basigee 24. and about to be 25. what IS that? I could call the past couple of months a 'quarter life crisis'- but in all honesty it would be plenty hard to delineate a start/finish of said QLC, and further, on the real how 'crisis-worthy' is this period really?

I guess I could help a reader out though (bwahahaha I have "readers" bwahahaha) and explain what I'm trying to bitch about.

It's this persistent lack of focus that comes from within and without (rock/hardplace). It's distractions, attractions, adventures, misadventures, beverages, lack of sleep, confusion, mind-changing, boredom, and a downright lack of motivation. Um. canyahelpme? I mean my mind makes ideas, but for the most part they remain so. They're forgotten until remembered and then they're nothing new.

What I need is for someone to trick me a-la those fables involving "medicine" or "secret weapons" that lead to great success and are really just motivation, empowerment, and believing in oneself.
cut-to videoclip of weightlost dude's mom singin' "beeelllliiiiiiieeeve in yerrrrseeeelllllf" over some ice skates (just friends. yep)

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