Sleepless, once again. What is up in my noggin tonight? Honestly, I'd love to just jump on my Harley for a night ride. Hmmm, maybe I will if this blog doesn't put me to sleep. A kind voice commented on my last entry and said to me, "Happiness is a journey, not a destination." I have no idea if that is an original quote or not, but it makes total sense. I've always been the kind of person to throw caution to the wind and go for shit if I think it'll make me happy. So why not this time? Is it because being older has made me wiser? Obviously not, since I did buy a motorcycle. As a side note, I find it quite ironic that while this new found joy of riding without a cage has made me feel as wild and free as I did when I was five years old, I just sat here thinking that maybe I have gotten wiser with age. Wow, I'm getting really good at bullshitting myself.
Okay, so "back to the lecture at hand. Perfection is perfection, so I'm 'a let 'em understand. From a young G's perspective ..." *cough cough* Pardon my slight Snoop Dogg deviation. Where was I? Oh, right, what is it that holds me back from taking action this time? Is it because I fear the consequences of acting on a passion? Or is it because I just don't believe that what I want right now is real? I've never questioned my passions so meticulously before. I've always had a "balls-to-the-wall" attitude, even in matters of the heart. What is it that scares me this time? I think maybe I fear not that what I want isn't real, but that it is very real. With that, I'm torn. I don't know how to act, if at all. "Sippin' on juice and gin. Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in." Okay everybody, friends and randoms, join me in my sleepless confusion. What are you passionate about, but are afraid to act on? And does that make it a true passion if you are honestly afraid to act on it? Should passion be defined by a desire upon which one is not afraid to act? Think about that over your coffee and bagel and hit me up.
In the meantime, check out this Beastie Boys release. It's an instrumental album called The Mix Up. Ahh, true Beastie form. Enjoy! I love me some B-Boys!
Okay, so "back to the lecture at hand. Perfection is perfection, so I'm 'a let 'em understand. From a young G's perspective ..." *cough cough* Pardon my slight Snoop Dogg deviation. Where was I? Oh, right, what is it that holds me back from taking action this time? Is it because I fear the consequences of acting on a passion? Or is it because I just don't believe that what I want right now is real? I've never questioned my passions so meticulously before. I've always had a "balls-to-the-wall" attitude, even in matters of the heart. What is it that scares me this time? I think maybe I fear not that what I want isn't real, but that it is very real. With that, I'm torn. I don't know how to act, if at all. "Sippin' on juice and gin. Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in." Okay everybody, friends and randoms, join me in my sleepless confusion. What are you passionate about, but are afraid to act on? And does that make it a true passion if you are honestly afraid to act on it? Should passion be defined by a desire upon which one is not afraid to act? Think about that over your coffee and bagel and hit me up.
In the meantime, check out this Beastie Boys release. It's an instrumental album called The Mix Up. Ahh, true Beastie form. Enjoy! I love me some B-Boys!
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