You know how their are some music lyrics that you just ask yourself, “how in the hell did they come up with that?”
It’s a pretty good example of how life is, or becomes: beauty, interaction, nature, textures, relationships, terrorism, aging, birth, turmoil, tragedy, happiness …
I think when you stop asking questions then life becomes boring and stagnant.
Now life isn’t boring for me in the least of the sense, but it is becoming very mundane. My horizons seem very limited right now. Although in reality I can go anywhere I want (almost). I am educated, have money, and a well stocked resume. Maybe its a case of the young and eager 20’s: Not wanting to be limited by the elements of my environment.
I admit, I am still finding myself. First time living on my own. Realizing just because someone fits into your life that they are not always the ‘one.’ Building relationships to prosper in society. Finding one’s true calling. All normal questions and ambitions of life.
Don’t get me wrong, I am happy in life and thank God for everything I have. I am heading up to Chicago for some get away time at the end of July. I am a die-hard Cardinals fan, but the city of Chicago just does something for me. And yes, I will wear my Cards hat up there. But the size of the city, more for a tourist than anything, blows everything out of the water. I always come back from Chi-town liking Springfield even more and feeling more at home.
This isn’t a typical blog entry but sometimes you got to put some thoughts down.
“deep” man
just “deep”
You know what you can do to bump up the excitement in life when it gets too mundane?
Vandalism.
I think that Marky Mark is on to something.