I am not completely sure what the hell is going on, but the world seems to either be shrinking, or becoming so huge that the abyss of such a thing is crippling. This is something I had talked to Nick about this weekend, actually. His answer was that I have just been stressing myself out with all sorts of responsibilities and such. I do agree with that to an extent. But, I can't really come up with a real "tell all" answer. Which sucks, because I tend to think of myself as a pretty smart dude.
I think when it really comes down to it, I just can't make my head shut up. First of all, I am not saying that I am different than any of you. I'm sure your head goes for miles as well. But, what tends to happen to me, is that when I think about one thing for too long, it actually turns into something else completely different. For instance, if I am thinking about... let's say... puppies. I all the sudden start thinking about football. I'm sure you can guess the result, which ends up with a couple very soar and unhappy baby dogs.
I first had explained this point to my sister, Shebus, and said not to go around telling anyone. But, whatever, the whole point of this fucking blog is to be honest and get some things out of head. Anyway, the other day I was at work, typing away, when I decided it was time to go to lunch. As I got up out of my chair, the plan was to get into my car, and go to Taco Bell. You need to understand the short distance I have to go to get to my car to completely understand this point. It is honestly straight the the elevator, down 4 floors, and right out the door. What's that, like 2 minutes or something? Anyway, the plan had completely changed by the time I had gotten the key into the door of the car. The revised plan, was to get into my car, go down the street to meet up with a drug dealer, buy a gun, text everyone goodbye, and slam a piece into my skull. I know that must sound bad, I guess, but I am not completely sure how that became the plan.
After thinking about it for a while, I kind of figured out what happened. Usually, it always feels like there are two people in my head. I guess you could say the devil and angle on the shoulders thing from all sorts of gay movies. But, it isn't really like that. It's more like two people in an office. One, is a hard worker that is on the level for the most part, but has kick ass weekends. The other, is a lazy son of a bitch, who spends his weekends jumping off of moving trucks and shaving every cat he can find. Somehow, these two people are friends, and trust each other. In fact, they spend every waking minute with each other. It works out well though. For instance, the first guy keeps the second guy from doing something really dumb, and the second guy keeps the first guy fun and amusing. Now, back to the point here. I think what happened for that 2 minutes, is that the first guy went to the bathroom or something, and the second guy was left to fend for himself. When I got to the car, the first guy came back all sorts of refreshed from his monster piss, and that's when I actually said out loud, in public, "what the fuck am I doing??". Yes it was very awkward...
This doesn't really happen very often. So, if you know me, don't all the sudden think I am going to kill you in your sleep or something. It just happens every once in while. The times I really DO fear, are those when the first guy goes on vacation for a couple days. Those days are not the best I've ever had, that's for sure... But, it is a lot more exciting than when the second guy goes on vacation. And, I end up with some pretty kick ass scars. So, I guess there is really no complaining. If anything, we need to find a way to evict the first guy. Then, everything would be awesome all the time. Or, there would be a blackness that no one can describe.
SIDE NOTE - Me and my sister were once talking about death, and she didn't really get the concept at all. I tried to explain to her that is was nothingness. She said, no, it would be just like sleep. I was amazed that she couldn't comprehend the fact of death. It was amazing to me! I think I finally ended the conversation by telling her that death is just like a TV. The TV has no idea whats playing when you turn it off. I guess that would really work with any electrical device, but, that just popped into my head real quick...
So, what have we learned here today? Basically that sometimes it's good to have a balancing in your head that you can't explain. Because it's potentially scary, and not knowing makes the fear go away. Also, it would be awesome if guy number two would murder guy number one. Plus, your whole life can be summed up by talking about electronics.
What a great post this has been :)
Labels: Crazy, Death, fasterchild, Life, Rant