To day was a dead work day, mainly do to the fact that I work in HR, and the oncoming Thanksgiving holiday is upon us. Look I’m so not complaining. As anyone who reads my blog knows I’ll be turning 30 next year. I go in and out with this fact. But all in all it is a damn fact! I’m 30 fine, whatever!
Well I was on my gmail convo with some 30 year old ish acquaintances of mine. Going back and forth via email nothing negative always a building process. But from what I realize it ain’t no different in your 30’s as it is in your 20’s, or that’s what I’m getting from these convo’s. Can I buy everyone a Erykah Badu Cd and Put Bag lady on repeat, WTF. Have we gotten so lost in the maze*, that we’ve forgotten what daylight looks like? What happen to Faith? What happen to Fuck’em? That’s there shit not mine! What happen to being ok with being alone? Is this a conception of the media, feeding your subconscious with what Love needs to be, or have we put so much anxiety on ourselves to want it all? No ones perfect! And why would you want them to be cause you sure aint damn close. We are here to be happy, and make other people happy! No one, NO ONE! Should make you forget why you are here, we need to refuse to allow it! Please hit me in the head with a brick if I ever say.
"I won’t or I can’t", because of what someone did to me in my past. That simply is there shit, not mine.
Enter nose wide, heart unlock, mistaken raindrops for chocolate, young, sweet, tender. Slicing thou knowing the world is yours, and learning the basics on the way. The Sign reads the Maze, and you see no other means of getting to the other side so you enter like the rest. ‘Lambs to the slaughter’. The maze is set up so stunning, full of people with like minds, mirrors to show your reflection and how faultless you are, invincible even. In time in the maze you part friends with the like minded, and you begin to find your own way, still remembering why you entered the maze in the 1st place kind of. After a while the dead ends catch up to you, and you assume you’ve made this turn before, you surely don’t want to go that way again, it leads to a dead end, right? I think? I’m confused! In that bewilder state, you need to take a break maybe I should set up camp here, if only for a little while I’ve began to grow weary. Before you know it, this is no longer a summer camp out. You’ve begin to exist here, you adopt a pet, you buy a car. You basically set up shop. Forgetting that the goal was to get out the all along.
Don’t get so comfortable in your puzzled state that you forget what the light of day looks like!