Just Some Thoughts
A subject that I ponder from time to time. Though I am young, I have a receding hairline as well as the thinning in the back. I have observed my first wrinkles appearing. When asked how old I am, I honestly take a moment to think. It just means nothing to me anymore. As far as I am concerned, age means nothing to me.
My wife and I got married when I was 19 and she was 17. We are going on 6 years and have come a long way. We started out with nothing. We had a small T.V. sitting on an old chest in the livingroom of our 100 year old house when we first got married. Now...we have 2700 square feet of living space on 2 acres of land in the country. I am proud of what we have accomplished, though I constantly have to remind myself of that.
It may sound funny, but my mind thinks too fast for my southern accent. My thoughts are clarified, more so, through writing and art, than they are through oral speech. I analyze every situation unintentionally. Everything that I do, I take in to heavy consideration. So that means it takes me awhile longer to do anything. I can do nothing carelessly. Though I am praised with the end results of my actions, I am criticized for the time that it takes for me to complete them.
In this, I have found myself becoming a hermit. Most of the time, I am content at home...at peace. In order to go out into the world, I have to "bullshit" my way, to be able to relate with those that I work with, and others as well. When I am in a public place, I have a tendancy to observe all of the people with a distant curiosity. Just last weekend, we went to a night club. I was amused and even got up to dance a few times...but I found myself watching the ridiculous drunkards, and you can guess what else. I ask myself. Why do people conform to the standards of others? Why don't they follow their dreams?
Sure, I'd love to be making a good living as an artist. But this is the real world. I have discovered that to do that, is to do things that I don't want to do. People in my area, look at my artwork and say "That looks nice, but why don't you draw something sensible, like a tractor..." Puleeeze!
We have no kids yet. We talk about it all the time. I want to be able to bring our children into a world, that I won't have to struggle to give them what they need. I want them to understand what hate is, and that it is wrong. I want them to be able to choose their own spiritual path. I refuse to force one upon them, as was done to me and so many others. I fantasize about raising our unborn children, but I am afraid that I am not responsible enough to tend to their needs.
Sooo, our animals are our babies. We have 3 cats inside and 2 outside. 1 dog, 1 fish and a python. I love them with all of my heart. One of our inside kitties is just a kitten. It is amazing what they have in common with us....
Well...if you have read this, then I thankyou, but I also apologize, if I have bored you. I get a bit long-winded at times.
My wife and I got married when I was 19 and she was 17. We are going on 6 years and have come a long way. We started out with nothing. We had a small T.V. sitting on an old chest in the livingroom of our 100 year old house when we first got married. Now...we have 2700 square feet of living space on 2 acres of land in the country. I am proud of what we have accomplished, though I constantly have to remind myself of that.
It may sound funny, but my mind thinks too fast for my southern accent. My thoughts are clarified, more so, through writing and art, than they are through oral speech. I analyze every situation unintentionally. Everything that I do, I take in to heavy consideration. So that means it takes me awhile longer to do anything. I can do nothing carelessly. Though I am praised with the end results of my actions, I am criticized for the time that it takes for me to complete them.
In this, I have found myself becoming a hermit. Most of the time, I am content at home...at peace. In order to go out into the world, I have to "bullshit" my way, to be able to relate with those that I work with, and others as well. When I am in a public place, I have a tendancy to observe all of the people with a distant curiosity. Just last weekend, we went to a night club. I was amused and even got up to dance a few times...but I found myself watching the ridiculous drunkards, and you can guess what else. I ask myself. Why do people conform to the standards of others? Why don't they follow their dreams?
Sure, I'd love to be making a good living as an artist. But this is the real world. I have discovered that to do that, is to do things that I don't want to do. People in my area, look at my artwork and say "That looks nice, but why don't you draw something sensible, like a tractor..." Puleeeze!
We have no kids yet. We talk about it all the time. I want to be able to bring our children into a world, that I won't have to struggle to give them what they need. I want them to understand what hate is, and that it is wrong. I want them to be able to choose their own spiritual path. I refuse to force one upon them, as was done to me and so many others. I fantasize about raising our unborn children, but I am afraid that I am not responsible enough to tend to their needs.
Sooo, our animals are our babies. We have 3 cats inside and 2 outside. 1 dog, 1 fish and a python. I love them with all of my heart. One of our inside kitties is just a kitten. It is amazing what they have in common with us....
Well...if you have read this, then I thankyou, but I also apologize, if I have bored you. I get a bit long-winded at times.