“Desperation is a stinky cologne” – Chief Grady, Spurbury Police
I pride myself on how I smell. My wife often compliments my lack of odor even after a 30 minute run. You will be happy to learn that I did not plan on blathering about my musk, however I wanted to write about some sage advice I received yesterday after my scribble about optimism. Apparently I am trying so hard to bring about action that I might be pushing it away. I googled this concept and found a plethora of videos that spoke directly to single men about how trying to hard to get a date will most certainly result in the opposite. You’ve seen it, I am sure. Maybe, like me, you have been “that guy (or girl)”! Trying so hard to impress the opposite sex that you actually made sure that he or she would not touch you with a 3.5″ pole (Yes, I did). Looking back, when I finally gave into the translation of the Doris Day mantra of “What will be will be”, things lined up nicely.
Maybe God, Buddha, The Universe or Bob Marley
Whomever you follow, there is one rule: it happens when it happens. I’m not versed in the laws of Bob Marley, but The Universe as an intelligent power will deliver when it wishes and not a moment sooner. It’s similar to the chic restaurant popular with the Rochester upper crust: you get your dinner when they are good and ready to bring it out. You could go to a fast food chain and get it right away, but it is not necessarily better because it’s fast. Unless you really enjoy things that are bad for you. If you are one of those folks, I recommend Taco Bell. 🙂
Thanks to people who actually give a rat’s ass.
I appreciate my friends who took a few minutes to join my journey of catharsis. (Or is that through catharsis?) My determination to both reteach myself to write and stay motivated to improve myself artistically and professionally. I am 44 and I should have done this when I was 24. I started to, but so many things got in the way, like dreams that were not well-planned, distractions that were in liquid or smoke form and women. This was a fun process today because I learned a few things about myself that I already knew but didn’t want to remember. Specifically how much Taco Bell I used to eat and what that did to my digestive system.
Check out Bottom Feeders – my current “trying too hard” over-obsession
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I appreciate my friends who took a few minutes to join my journey of catharsis. (Or is that through catharsis?) My determination to both reteach myself to write and stay motivated to improve myself artistically and professionally. I am 44 and I should have done this when I was 24. I started to, but so many things got in the way, like dreams that were not well-planned, distractions that were in liquid or smoke form and women. This was a fun process today because I learned a few things about myself that I already knew but didn’t want to remember. Specifically how much Taco Bell I used to eat and what that did to my digestive system.