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Truly, I have no idea what I’m doing, where I’m going, or why. That great big unavoidable “Why?”
And I think that’s a good thing. Because I think the better people are the ones who find themselves when they are incredibly lost. When you strip away every notion of safety and comfort. When it’s just you. That’s when you know who you really are.
I think the key about being incredibly lost is being absolutely ok with the fact that you are incredibly lost. We get so caught up in our lack of direction and focus on our loss of control that we forget that we’re still in control.
Who cares where you’re going? What matters is who you are. Everything else stems from that.
Whatever I do, it’s going to be great, because I choose to keep my head up and power through all of this. There are things I choose not to share here because there is no point in telling strangers of my obstacles simply for the sake of showing them to you. What matters is that who I am on the ugly side of them is who I will continue to be on the better side.
Fuck it. Drink to your problems, and always Go Braves.
I’m currently holding my own in a conversation with my girlfriend about Destiny’s Child.
I am at the gayest Super Bowl party right now.
"Hey, man, can I get you a cup of coffee or a hot chocolate?" I asked the man in the torn coat sitting on the sidewalk outside 7-11.
It’s been raining in Los Angeles for a couple of days, and it’s pretty cold and miserable, especially if you have no idea where you’re sleeping tonight.
He looked up and grinned and said, “Actually, a hot chocolate would be nice. Thanks, brother.”
About five minutes later I came back outside and handed him his cup.
"Hey, thanks again, man. You really didn’t have to do this," he said.
"Dude, it’s awful out tonight. It’s the least I can do. Try to find someplace warm to sleep tonight," I replied.
"Well, shit, I’m just glad somebody looked at me. Thanks for the hot chocolate, though."
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