on the way back from my wonderful friend Charles "Barkley" Shoemaker's BBQ, i saw a spectacular (not in a good way) accident. a car behind me just kind of drifted into the jersey wall. sparks shot everywhere. i heard a scraping noise and a loud pop as the car flipped and cruised back into traffic. there were no visible obstacles and no one else was around to disrupt its path. i called 911 and thought about turning around, but did not.
im afraid of drifting. im afraid of cruising along in whatever direction im headed. sorry that i complain a lot about this, and for the goofy metaphor, but it's the most relevant issue to me right now. im afraid that my insecurites/indecision will lead me down a path of ambivalence or indifference (help me out with the word im looking for... not apathy) and ill just truck along some all too traveled highway, or lose track and hit the median. i get down on myself when i dont feel driven, and i doubt myself when i do. i talk about many things but move towards so few.
honestly, i make it sound worse than it is. sometimes i just like to have a sounding board.
im tempted to follow that up with how many good things are going on, just so im not only whining. while it would be true, and i am excited about life, those low hanging fruit can wait for another day.
3 comments:
wouldn't the bad things be the "low-hanging fruit" if you are more apt to talk about them? if you're calling the good things low-hanging fruit, then why not spill 'em?
although, we all know joel blaine is the worst person we know. so good things in his life are probably more like rare, exotic fruit.
this is supposed to be encouragement.
whatever scott
lol, whatever scott
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