RANT!!!

The infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind.

The sheer number of experiences I could have is uncountable, breathtaking and I’m sitting here messing about on facebook.

We live trapped in loops, reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths and options laid out ahead of us.

We see the same things each day, we respond to them the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation on the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of societal norms.

We act like if we just get through today, tomorrow our dreams will come back to us and carry us upon the clouds to heights of fulfillment yet unknown.

And no, I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know how jolt myself into seeing what each moment could become.

But I do know this: the solution doesn’t involve watering down my every little idea or creative impulse for the sake of someday easing my fit into a mold. It doesn’t involve tempering my life to better fit someone’s expectations. It doesn’t involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up.

It sure as hell does not involve not doing what I must or want to do simply because "it is not done" or the previous generation disagrees or has some template/process for how I should go about it.

So listen close because this is very important …
FUCK. THAT. SHIT.