Just a nothing rant

The things I want to do are not huge. At least I don't think so. But those small things...seem to be huge for me to accomplish. I am still in that space between creating the remainder of my identity (yes...this can still be done at 37....I think it can be done at any age).

I still recall that Seinfeld episode where George figures....just do the opposite of what he's been doing..to get the opposite results. I think I will try that.

I am moving out of that painful space. I need strength. I crave it. I love that Pain song.....and for some reason, maybe I need to hold onto that space inside of me...for a while. Allow it to come out at the appropriate time.

Why do we crave things? Why do we feel we would be soooo happy "If only this" would happen.
Hurt is so subjective....I mean if I'm not physically injured...why should memories rehashing themselves hurt me? Why should I allow anything or anyone to rent space in my head for free?

Part of me still thinks..that's what the passion is about. That's why there are levels of intensity.
Anyway.........
It's ME Snitches LOL :) (Chillin in my Beamer..listening to Ether)...