They probably wouldn’t even care if I told them about it anyways. Truth be told.
I consider myself an optimist but sometimes I just have to get real with myself.
I just got tired of trying to have fun and meaningful conversations with people who would rather look at Facebook feeds, take selfies or anything else that requires instant gratification. I also don’t have a lot of family and friends anyways, and I like it that way. It’s simple.
I consider myself to be very social in general, especially when I go out to socialize. I love to meet new people, make them laugh at my corny jokes, be weird and have fun but I also like to keep my social circle very small and have deep conversations. I don’t need a ton of friends to make me happy, I just need a few close ones.
I really do prefer to have a few close friends, than a bunch of superficial ones. I’m over the superficial bullshit. I dealt with so much of it over the last few years. Anyone who choses money, breast enhancements, status and any other superficial lifestyle does not resonate with me. I don’t care if you’re a pilot, a skydiving instructor, a skydiver with 10,000 skydives, own a Maserati or have a multi-million dollar home. That doesn’t dictate that you are a good fucking person. Be kind to people and keep your ego in check. That’s all it takes.
My family is very limited but most are very practical and would not approve of me trying to pursue my passion of writing because they feel that you can’t make a living doing any of that. Where’s the optimism and imagination? Am I even related? To them, I need to have work based on routine and thinking inside the box. I did that for years. It didn’t work out for me and now I’m over it. I don’t like routine and I like to think outside of the box. Routine = boring and thinking inside the box = mediocrity. They are practical, I’m innovative. They are cautious, I’m adventurous. I love them all but dang, we don’t see eye to eye at all.
My friends are in their own world. I care about them like I do my family but none of them are interested in philosophical thought or anything that has to do with writing, reading and deep-seated meaning. They have leaned towards the social media bullshit by engaging in other people’s superficial lives and then trying to find ways of one upping them instead of being true to themselves. I rarely talk to them anymore because I’m trying to better myself every day. I love them as well but time to move on.
When you’re on a mission to make progress in your life, sometimes the people you used to vibe with, no longer do and so you must let them go. You have to move onto others who are more aligned with the better version of yourself. Make no time for bullshit. Seriously. Follow your heart.
As of right now, I’m vibing really high with the blogging community because I feel this is where I belong. I’ve always loved writing but never really did much of it but write in my journal every day. At the beginning of 2017, I started gravitating towards writing but when I got involved with J, I started to lose my way.
There were signs that I needed to start writing and sharing my ideas. Even a few people and professors in the past have mentioned it to me but I ignored it because my ego said to stay involved with shitty jobs where I was a slave to others and to be around egotistical people who don’t give a shit about me. And for years, I did. And now, I’m done.
I don’t plan on telling family or friends about my blog until I feel that they truly deserve to know and right now, I don’t feel like they do. I don’t even log onto social media anymore because quite honestly, it’s a joke.
Aside from all the wonderful people I’ve come across and continue to come across in the blogging community, I crave for the development of new and meaningful friendships in my life. Cheers!
Photo: A reserve parachute ripcord pin with my Federal Aviation Administration (FAA) regulated seal to prevent tampering.