Me, myself and I..Lost

Funny, I was there.

Well, well, well. Here we go. Finally we're at a part of my life that I actually enjoy. I am a little scared that I will fuck it up but I am sick of underwhelming myself like I have been in the past. Now it's all about managing expectations, managing my own stress, and reminding myself that I am still young even though I feel old.  

Recently, I don't feel mystical or interesting, just sick of people during rush hour - they crawl under my skin. But I am a nice person, overall. I still like everybody. If somebody doesn't like me, that's their problem. It doesn't keep me up at night but I do care more about whether someone likes me than whether I  like them. It might be something that I should work on but I try not to beat myself up over silly things that are in my head. Sometimes you gotta remember to be nice to yourself too, not just other people.

     When I write, I always feel like I am talking to a person who happens to be me, that person is confused and sad, and I sit her down to try to explain to her in nice terms what has happened and why - the best way I possibly can, to calm her down. Not necessarily to move on right away ot to accept things, but just to calm down. - ALL THE RIGHT MOVES. 

Let me tell you about the human race because this is actually quite implicit, so it takes years of sticking around, paying attention, and digging into the overfolds of the human psyche to "get it" so to speak - I personally had to learn the hard way by trial and error. But I'll save you all that time and fucking up...

Basically, most people are idiots. The rest of the people, who aren't idiots, are probably assholes. What you want to do in life is to sorround yourself with the very few people who fall into neither of those categories. And that's it. That's all you need to know.