Friday, June 5, 2015

Life. And All That's With It

I'm 36 yrs old, and at times I don't feel like I have much to show for it. Sure, I'm a nice guy, a very nice guy, whatever. But I don't have a job, I'm collecting Social Security, which I am not thrilled about. And I have a case of what I call undiagnosed ADD up the wazoo. I'm not sure what I want to do as fair as a career, and my future consists of going day by day. 

I want more. I want something to happen. I want something to give. I don't know..I know that I give up on things way too quickly. Basically if I don't get what I want now, I won't strive for it. I don't know if I know what I want. No, I want to make some money, Ha like we all due. And the economy is improving, as much we don't want to admit it. I just want something to happen. I want that "Thing" to pop into my head and say "Hey, do this." 

Podcasting. Podcasting isn't a job for me, it isn't a profession, it's a hobby. And this hobby is starting to get harder to do. And then it's almost summer, so listeners, live listeners will probably be scares. Hell, Live listensers have been scares since around 2012. Make money? I probably could make money doing this. I could make money doing practically anything, but I'm too scared to take a chance. To take a chance on doing something that doesn't fall within the "status quo", what most of society sees as "normal". 

Normal, that's a joke. Normal, what is normal? Is normal going to work at 7, 8 o'clock, working 8 hours and coming home? I don't think it is anymore. Why can't everything be like The Brady Bunch, or Happy Days etc? Because that's what is deemed normal. But history has shown, is showing that we're changing. Our history, Our mindset, Our believes are changing. Even our perceptions of right and wrong, morality and decency. We are in an ever changing world. If we don't grow, we don't move on. 

If we hadn't have grown, do you think we would cars, cable, computers, The George Foreman Grill. (lol) Okay......
But seriously, if we hadn't succumb to change, where would we be? I would probably be in a wooden wheelchair.  lol. We'd all be riding covered wagons and cooking our food by the fire. 

I know that I need to get my shit in gear. I know that. But when? ....I'm not getting any younger. Yeah lol, that's another story for another time. (lol)

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