Why is it that people can believe that nothing in life is free but they can't wrap their heads around the fact that anything worth having is worth working for?
Isn't it the journey that is important not the destination? I want the sense of accomplishment and I don't get it unless I feel I've worked for what I want. When it's handed to me it isn't quite the same. Maybe it's only a justification, I try to give a reason for why things can be hard. Am I the guy who tells you it's good luck to get shit on by a seagull?
I think that people who don't struggle for what they have should experience miserable joy in their accomplishments. They should be empty, and they are empty. But they've never known what it's like to be fulfilled. Better to erase your pulse with a razor blade then be a meat sack going threw the motions of life.
Wow, it's late, bed time for me. This post may be deleted by tomorrow due to me being all morbid and junk. Also I'm thinking maybe I should proof read these posts and not just write things as they pop into my head. Well maybe next time.
p.s. Leigh I am kicking your ass this week in the NFL picks!
-M
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