If I had a nickel..

“Yeah, I saw a bank robbery once. There was a masked man with a gun who burst into the place with the most menacing face you ever did seen. I can’t even imagine how menacing it would be if the mask was off. He told us to get on our knees, give up our personables, and pray. Well, I had bad knees so I decided to sit instead. I also didn’t have any personables as he called them, just my paycheck and a deposit slip. And I thought praying seemed a bit foolish, since if I was going to talk it would likely be to someone who could respond in a timely fashion. Miracles have lots of preparing for, you know. Needless to say, I was the least favorite hostage. Nonfunctional, poor, and a heathen.”

I am broke as a joke that couldn’t afford a punch line. The banks are friendly enough. The money used to be there. Then again, I used to have a job. This will be remedied soon and if anything, a new job will only add to the growing repertoire of stories that I have. Here is to looking towards the future, and living well beyond my means.

Cheers.

–Chris

Alliteration alleviates ailments.

The crypt was fetid with wet air and dust. Light pierced through the particles and cobwebs, focusing on an elevated pillar in the center of the tomb. The impression of a forgotten relic from an ancient world remained where its occupant had long since abandoned. Without thought or precaution the lever to the activator was thrown, launching darts from concealed recesses propelled by fierce jets of air. The threat was real and the poison was lethal.

Have you ever had a migraine? I had always thought they were bullshit. Commercials for Imitrex, the constant womping from people who had them, etc. It would seem, however, justice is wrought in the forge of ignorance. After subscribing to a new medication, I am more prone to migraines than headaches. After only three, I am already able to verify, empathize, and console others who suffer migraines. The commercials are a bit extreme; I have never wanted to kill myself or anything, but bright lights and striking sounds are strictly out of the question.

No pain, no gain they say. Clearly, I am gaining telekinetic powers.

–Chris

One way- the wrong way.

Playing into the hands of others strictures your own freedoms and choices. Limiting your free will is counter-productive to enjoying life. Losing the enjoyment in life is akin to not living. So don’t.

Doing what you want, how you want to, with whom you want, is like trying to boil the ocean. Theoretically possible, but overall never going to happen without an act of God.

Whatevs.

Living the life,

 

–Chris

Envy and all it’s fantastic fun.

It’s pretty unusual for me to feel jealousy very strongly. I typically find the things in my life to be incredibly satisfactory and I consider myself lucky to possess such assets. Occasionally though, I will hear just the wrong things on just the right days and I will cringe at the thought of my own path in life compared to their’s. It’s unfortunate that such trivial things affect me in such a drastic manner, but it is still something that has to be dealt with.

I have made all the decisions that affect the lifestyle I lead personally . My room is in tatters because I have left it that way. I go to a sub-par college because I chose not to test my ambition. I study now because I choose to attempt to rise above my current living standards. The frustration draws from seeing someone else already living the standards toward which I am striving. Austin. Done it. Comms program. In it. Enjoying life and meeting people. The car already has gas and is warming up in the parking lot.

It’s foolish for me to think such things are unattainable, and it is also foolish to think I deserve them NOW when I haven’t worked nearly as hard as the person enjoying those activities. I long to prove myself to myself, and until I feel that I have; I will always succumb to the jealousy I have for other people’s lives.

The feeling is always temporary, lasting from an hour to a night, and it typically remedied by asking someone else for their help. I asked for it tonight; I will more than likely do so again. But I know that I will only really have reason to be jealous when I have no one left to ask for help, because wealth in life is drawn from the people around you.

Keep them. Keep sane.

 

Until next.

–Chris