“I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour but heaven knows I’m miserable now”
Have you ever gotten to a point where you don’t even know why you’re sad? Where you just are, so you agree to stay sad until you finally figure out what it is that’s bothering you? Well….chances are….if you do feel this way….you’re a weirdo and you should just go kill you self. Nobody needs people like that wandering the earth looking for another complaint.
The song “You Hid” by Toro Y Moi has been on repeat for the past 20 minutes, you should scope it out.
Back to what I was saying, being sad can be deadly when it comes to trying to make any sort of progression in life. You’re not going to want to become the success story you’ve always wanted to be if you’re sad. You’re not going to want to save up for that car you’ve always wanted if you’re sad. You’re not even going to want to do the fucking dishes if you’re sad. C’mon, my G. Nothing positive comes out of burning holes into your bedroom ceiling with your own two eyes waiting for something good to happen.
Your dog died? You gave it the best life it was ever going to have. It’s gonna be fine and dandy. Plus, you don’t have to spend money on food for him/her anymore.
You failed that exam? Your dumbass just didn’t study hard enough. Doesn’t mean you’re an actual dumbass.
You’re estranged from somebody in your family? Reach out and call it a day. If you care.
Broke up with somebody you thought was the one? Cheers to that. Let’s keep it moving.
Breath smells like shit? Go brush your fucking teeth.
You ruined something? Give. It. Time. Forget about it for a bit. Then come back and fix it.
Nothing in this vivid dream in which we’re able to touch, see, smell, hear, and taste should be powerful enough to make us feel everlasting worry or pain.
AltaLoma 9:33 pm
Reminding you to eat your cereal with a fork and to do your homework in the dark.