I just finished another book. This is my vacation to live.
My biggest problem is: I do everything in the mind.
You name it, I’ve done it. Violence. Death. Murder. Sex. Pain. Drugs. Jail. Games. Activities. More importantly, life.
All in the mind. This makes me one of the most self-righteous assholes you will ever know. I ‘know’ it all. WRONG. I don’t know anything. I think I know, but have I truly experienced? The song that rings in my mind is Jimi Hendrix’s Are You Experienced? The movie/book that swirls in my head is Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk/David Fincher.
They are screaming to me: Live it!
Every thing seems surreal now.
I don’t want my life to be watching evening shows. I don’t want the nine-to-five job that kills me inside. I don’t want the mundane life.
I want every thing else. The life that impacts the history. Life that influences others. The small things that will become the big things.
So, my plan of progress. Get out more. Slow things down. Learn about myself. Three simple, but the most difficult things to do.
Cheers to life.
