Micro Entrepreneurism, Simple Living & Art
sometimes i just need to be able to sit down and let shit fall onto the page. i cant think about it ending up on the blog, i cant think about it ending up in somebody’s mailbox, i cant think about who is going to read it, and why, and where. all i want to think about is why im writing.
everything is ok if its my idea. but if i start to feel like someone else is controlling some part of my life on a regular basis, and controlling it in a way that doesnt quite jive with the way i would like it to be, then i start to get antsy and anxious. i get wrapped up in the differences. even though i am aware that in the other persons world nothing is wrong, and truthfully, in my world, nothing is wrong, it just isnt my choice.
still not quite sure about this one… you can’t push a string. you can’t push people to be something they aren’t. you have to figure out what motivates people and change that, if you want to change the situation. more and more i find myself asking “what else could this mean?” and considering the eternal truth that people will always move away from pain and towards pleasure. i try and catch myself before i let things consume me, the uncontrollable things, and i try and think more about what I can do to change it if i so choose. and if i choose not to then i need to acknowledge that that was my choice.