Life, in the most basic form, has been a bit challenging lately. I'm still here, still working the same job, still living in the same apartment, and still inhabiting the same skin... Day after day.. I still have the same hopes, dreams, passions, and desires; some of these have just gotten more clear to me now, but those who have moved on get further and further away.. It's not easy.. Sometimes you have to move on while still making room for someone... its a strange dichotomy.
I got injured snowboarding about a week and a half ago.. While normally this would be debilitating... it seemed to be a catalyst for making things go better in my world. I had some serious down-time.. I was able to take that fucking lemon and make it into a series of lemondrop shots.. I ordered take-out pagaliacci pizza, i ate weed cookies, i read, i wrote in my journal, i watched awesome movies and documentaries... i lived... while being lame. This was a first.. My fridge was stocked... I drank prosecco, i drank beer, I made tea, I drank wine, I drug myself with my hands to the bathroom- I struggled to get into and out-of bed.. I iced my broken body.. I measured my days with ibuprofen tablets... it was a bit of bitter, with a bit of sweet.. it just depended on how i decided to look at things..
Now a week and a half out.. with some serious bruising on my tailbone and a still recovering right groin... Iam back to work, I'm riding my bike, I'm bowling, and having a kick-ass time with co-workers at our holiday party. And today has been a milestone.. I sold a joint-purchase van to close a chapter of my life, and accepted a job promotion. I have been really reluctant to take on any additional responsibilities in my life for the longest time.. This feels like a recognition for what I normally do, with some added (and fully do-able)responsibilities and a good increase in wage. It also feels like just a little step towards where my life is going. For that I am thankful..
All the while.. i sit typing this.. drinking pbr, eating ghetto home-made nachos, wearing a button up, a beanie and my boxer briefs... i think it just paints a picture.. .. ... ... thanks life.. i'll keep on keepin on.. Meanwhile I'll be listening to this album as much as possible.. its a oldie but a goodie.. thanks Papa M.
