Wednesday, August 13, 2003
Deep Thoughts and Chocolate Chips!
Yes, the combination that shall save mankind from certain destruction . . . deep thoughts and chocolate chips!! I was enjoying a chocolate chip scone today while thinking about my life. I thought about what I've done, what I want to do and the daydreams. Ohhhh, the daydreams are many. Most of them haven't come to fruition. But I honestly believe it's probably just as healthy to have the daydreams as it is to live them out. Hell, maybe even more so.
Have you ever been down and see yourself as Down and Out? I have seen myself that way. In the old days, the 300+ pounds days, I'd usually end up nursing those thoughts with a banana split. Now I just sit and think and ponder. Redundant? Perhaps. Anyway, somewhere along the way as I scooped up a fallen chocolate chip, I realized that my life has NOT been a failure, a disappointment in some areas, but NOT a failure.
I discover that I got some brass ones and they have worked in my favor. You kind of figure that out once you realize that you have 100 stories from the past to tell. Then you realize that you're still alive in the present to tell them. Shit gets ugly, it gets bad, and then, mercifully, it passes. It passed for me time and time again.
You know what -- Nietzsche was right . . . If it don't kill you, it makes you stronger!
Have you ever been down and see yourself as Down and Out? I have seen myself that way. In the old days, the 300+ pounds days, I'd usually end up nursing those thoughts with a banana split. Now I just sit and think and ponder. Redundant? Perhaps. Anyway, somewhere along the way as I scooped up a fallen chocolate chip, I realized that my life has NOT been a failure, a disappointment in some areas, but NOT a failure.
I discover that I got some brass ones and they have worked in my favor. You kind of figure that out once you realize that you have 100 stories from the past to tell. Then you realize that you're still alive in the present to tell them. Shit gets ugly, it gets bad, and then, mercifully, it passes. It passed for me time and time again.
You know what -- Nietzsche was right . . . If it don't kill you, it makes you stronger!
