tonight a friend of mine called me, and brought up some recent problems someone we know has had flare up... and from there mentioned all the changes we have seen in the last five years or so. somewhere in there, he mentioned how we used to be the 'black sheep' and now, we're the only ones who seem normal... and he wanted to know when everyone changed. my reply was that all i knew was that in all the confusion, i was at least the one who stayed the course.
he laughed, and mentioned the irony in how i was such a mess in the eyes of others, and now everyone who rushed to grow up had ended up divorced, or broke, or with chemical dependencies, or stiff & lonely & miserable... or a mix of the above.
they have things to hide, and reasons to hide themselves... they think so highly of themselves that they're of the belief that they have valid reasons to do the things they do. they don't want to be talked about, but want to talk about others. they don't want people knowing where they are, but want to know where others have been and are going. they won't call you, but think others should call them. they cheat on their spouses, and mismanage money, and hide anything that could give them a bad image - including even the pictures online where they look bad, ha.
and in their mind, because they have achieved a certain goal in their mind, they can justify themselves. they started a business, they ran a marathon, they are a parent, they are on a board, they work with image-conscious people... so in their mind, they are doing things right.
and then, there's me. i'm not a big deal. i'm just enjoying life. i have the same good close friends i've had since childhood, and will have for the rest of my life. i'm the same guy i was 20 years ago.
so there are these people, they have their flashy cars, they belong to the best clubs, they have nannies, they have their kids professionally photographed, and they think i need to get it together. they don't want me to date their sisters... they comment about my behaviour... yet, myself (and really, most of my close friends) are the ones who aren't using drugs, we are the ones who aren't divorced, we are the ones who have hidden financial or social problems, we aren't the ones who cheat on spouses or feel the need to change life repeatedly to keep life and ego happy.
but seriously - how can you people take yourselves so seriously?? honestly, i should thank you... i love it when you get caught cheating, i love it when you buy a new car you didn't need, i love it when your kids are all over social media as your only accomplishment that your parents didn't pay for... or better, i love it when you're one of those people who is so stiff you can't handle children at all. because those of us who see the truth, find you awfully entertaining.
not that i'm in to kids, or lead a great life... good god i'm flawed. but at least i can dance in public, do a bad job of it, and laugh. calm down people, slow down, you might enjoy something.
he laughed, and mentioned the irony in how i was such a mess in the eyes of others, and now everyone who rushed to grow up had ended up divorced, or broke, or with chemical dependencies, or stiff & lonely & miserable... or a mix of the above.
they have things to hide, and reasons to hide themselves... they think so highly of themselves that they're of the belief that they have valid reasons to do the things they do. they don't want to be talked about, but want to talk about others. they don't want people knowing where they are, but want to know where others have been and are going. they won't call you, but think others should call them. they cheat on their spouses, and mismanage money, and hide anything that could give them a bad image - including even the pictures online where they look bad, ha.
and in their mind, because they have achieved a certain goal in their mind, they can justify themselves. they started a business, they ran a marathon, they are a parent, they are on a board, they work with image-conscious people... so in their mind, they are doing things right.
and then, there's me. i'm not a big deal. i'm just enjoying life. i have the same good close friends i've had since childhood, and will have for the rest of my life. i'm the same guy i was 20 years ago.
so there are these people, they have their flashy cars, they belong to the best clubs, they have nannies, they have their kids professionally photographed, and they think i need to get it together. they don't want me to date their sisters... they comment about my behaviour... yet, myself (and really, most of my close friends) are the ones who aren't using drugs, we are the ones who aren't divorced, we are the ones who have hidden financial or social problems, we aren't the ones who cheat on spouses or feel the need to change life repeatedly to keep life and ego happy.
but seriously - how can you people take yourselves so seriously?? honestly, i should thank you... i love it when you get caught cheating, i love it when you buy a new car you didn't need, i love it when your kids are all over social media as your only accomplishment that your parents didn't pay for... or better, i love it when you're one of those people who is so stiff you can't handle children at all. because those of us who see the truth, find you awfully entertaining.
not that i'm in to kids, or lead a great life... good god i'm flawed. but at least i can dance in public, do a bad job of it, and laugh. calm down people, slow down, you might enjoy something.
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