I have come to an interesting conclusion; had a realization of sorts:


It is much easier to live in the moment- seemingly, mostly carefree- when the moments are meaningless in the end. Not to say that every moment does not have meaning....but some moments of your life will undoubtedly stand out as much more significant than others. Anyways, I am getting off track. So, all of a sudden I am reminded of the way certain things can feel. And certain moments become engraved in my soul. Then they are over, naturally. And, as usual, I have trouble letting go of them. I want it to be like that all of the time. This leaves me completely frustrated with myself.

But really....I can do this. Just like I can do anything else. It's not like my confidence is shaken or my determination skewed. Questioning yourself and having a few challenges along the way are preferred anyways.

And I have been paid a few incredible compliments as of late- the kind that make you feel proud and embarassed at the same time. The kind that I will never forget.

Oh yeah, rock n fuckin roll will prevail.