Sitting here and taking in a Bud Light and a meal before I head home. This young week has already been long and enlightening in many ways. I’ve gone through relationship struggles, living arrangement conversations, short and long term planning complications, and a legit stall out in the writing process driven by little more than a bad attitude about putting my butt in the chair. I am learning a tremendous amount about who I am and the new process that I need to enact in this, the second half of my existence.
The idea of existence is very peculiar. Are we nothing more than memory and action romanticized through the understood power of the subconscious mind? We apply a certain level of exceptionalism to humanity, claiming a soul that bugs do not share. I have reached a point where I accept the not knowing what is next—even acquiesce to the possibility of darkness and not knowing. Now I am focused on being around and healthy as long as possible and appreciating the iterative process of daily living and what experiences may come each and every day.
Some Thoughts:
- I think most people would be surprised at how little professional athletes actually see of the tremendous salaries they are given. The thought struck me as I watched a commercial depicting ARod trying to choose the direction between the dugout and the pressbox in an ESPN commercial. I thought, ‘Why the hell is this guy working?’ In truth he is likely bored—Baseball contracts pay out far more often than other sports, but it did get me thinking about those other sports and the shiny new contracts NFL rookies are getting right now.
- Yes, I am broke and thinking about how life would be different if I’d made better choices and handled my money right. I didn’t, obviously, and here we are.