Beautiful evening. Muggy, overcast, dry and not too hot. Religious & spiritual; I'm neither but on nights that resemble tonight I entertain thanking someone or something for my life Not Being So Damn Bad. For those of you who may know or have known me, imagine that. Me? Thankful? Appreciative? Far fetched as it may be, could it be that our little Skott is getting a tad older and wiser?
A part of me wants to spill everything I want to say, right here, right now, and another part says "Who in the fuck even reads all this bullshit you write?", "Who even cares?". Both are right. No one reads this, and no one cares. So for that, I will leave a little more of my thoughts behind tonight.
Honestly, I think taking a look at a lot of people whom I knew in my past, and their lives, and how they lead them, and where they are now, has caused me to stop for a second and take stock with my own shit. It's not even like I have shit to show, like I've done something extraordinary or special in any sense of the word. Trust me. Sometimes I take time out and think of how my life Could have turned out, or how much different things Could be.
What if I hadn't graduated high school?
What if I hadn't the common sense that I have?
What if I wouldn't have gotten away from the horrible relationships in my past?
What if I had a child with one of those crazy bitches?
What if had gotten married by now?
What if I lived in poverty, in a trailer park, with a cheating wife and kids?
That's crazy shit to think about. To me at least. Anyway, I'll stop rambling. I haven't really got the time to extend anymore, but you get the idea. I'll leave us all with a small piece of advice I heard today, that will make absolutely no sense to anyone but me, probably. You Have To Binge, Before You Can Purge. Maybe that's exactly what I'll start doing.
Continue to enjoy this evening and the company you keep, as I will. Goodnight.
Love,
S
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