sometimes it is hard to remember why you are here..why you keep retracing footsteps over paths that you already know where they lead to. occasionally i forget to look where im stepping, and i trip, and i fall, and i patiently await the arrival of something catastrophic to bring me back into reality once more because that is where my life has chosen to feel comfort. as i grow older, i realize that there are many different kinds of lives that graze this earth, but only three that i find substantial:
1/ Floaters.
Everyone knows the type, she's the friend of the friend that has never worked a day in her life...you know what i mean...never REALLY worked. she complains and complains about how tough life is, and yet-has never really felt an ounce of pain. The type that enjoys lingering around the fact that they had lost somebody once (maybe) or that they have depression, but will never seek help because it is mundane, and insincere. They choose to start issues that do not matter, in order to feel important...and all comments and expressions of love are depicted as boring, and untrue.
2/ Drifters.
These are the people who you can't help but love. They haven't experienced much to this day, but that is no fault of their own. They travel lightly, but generally they have been raised with good morals and they have meaning in their words when they really feel something happening. They are generally happy, but find anger/sadness in matters that are inconsequential. Harmless to many, but really unaware of how little emotion they have to express sometimes.
3/ Rowers.
These are the try-hards. The never going to be satisfied with the little things in life kind-of-people. They need adventure, and even when adventure is unable to perform in their current situation-their life takes an adventure all their own. They accept life obstacles for how they are given, and respect the decisions of the gods. They embrace their emotion enough to where it becomes obnoxious and meaningless...until they reach an age where acceptance is beyond control in order to live a life without completely and udderly falling apart.
Somedays I feel like I cannot choose which one I am.
