but I love it for the most part anyway. Sure I don't get out much. Sure I don't get laid. Sure I don't got to bars or dance clubs. I don't do sports. I don't go to crazy parties.
I don't have a job. Jobs are hard to come by. Bosses have been known to kick me out. I don't go out to lift weights. I don't exercise enough, which I will be working on.
Before I moved out of town there wasn't much drama as there is now, which shouldn't involve me. I stay out of it. I have my opinions. I get scared. No wonder I don't get out to meet new people. It can be a whole lot of drama. You don't know what you're getting into. I'm glad I'm missing out sometimes. I can't handle all that drama. All the gossip. All the crack headedness that goes on out in the real world.
I like peace in my life. I like the friends I do have and I slowly find more. I know what to stay away from and sure I can do better at meeting people, but I'm fine. I like my video games. I like the drama to stay on my tv screen where it belongs.
So in closing, I know what I like and I have what I like. I'm no greedy corporate head that wants profits to go up. And if I was a big boss of a company, I wouldn't know what to do with all that money. I don't want a stupid mansion. An apartment would suit me fine. Art hanging on my wall. Anime wallscrolls. I don't want Picasso. My computer? If it plays Skyrim at the time of this writing, then it's perfect. I don't need a $2,000 rig to play games. A pool? They're nice, but why not the creek? Or better yet friends with pools or a public pool. If I owned a pool, it'd be boring being the only one in it. And then I'd have to maintain it. ugh. A car? If I can borrow one to get someone once a month, fine. Otherwise I can walk to where I need to go to buy the necessities.
A girlfriend? I'd love one. Can I handle one at the moment? Who knows. Relationships take work. Do I have the time for it? Sure. But life says I'm not ready and I better take it as it is. Move along. I'll get there.
Is my life perfect? No. But everything is fine the way it is.
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