you know when you run into people that you know, like on the street or on the subway and you just don't feel like talking to them.
it's not that you don't like them- it's that you're kind of like, busy....in your thoughts
like you might be on the same train going to the exact same location and it looks like you are really doing nothing-- only you're mind is like light years away- intergallactic.
i'll admit, sometimes i will purposely cross the street or wait for the next elevator just to avoid the awkward encounter of me trying to remain present and keep up my end of the small talk. that might sound shitty and you can judge me if it helps you feel better, (but you know you've done it).
maybe i am a total shit. i don't know. i don't think so. the whole point of being alive is to get out of your head and be in the present moment right?
here.
on earth.
it's so fucked up how comfortable we become living in our own shadows. we cling to them like safety blankets. we wrap ourselves up in their bullshit.......but the joke is on us, cuz the only thing they are protecting us from is living (and experiencing) our lives.
going with a beastie boys theme today, in reference to the last statement,-- listen all y'all it's sabatoge
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