Learn
Once or twice I’ve been accused of giving good advice, I can’t imagine why and I can’t remember when it was, but I’m sure it’s happened. What really sucks though is when sometimes you don’t even take your own advice. Then things can suck. I dabbled in some history and got curious, went back to see if there is anymore, got disappointed. The disappointment doesn’t even stem from the original curiosity. And for what I discovered I should be happy, but there is still a tinge of jealousy there. I know there shouldn’t be; I should be happy that all is moving on, but for some reason it bothers me. Well, I can’t say some reason… I know why: ‘cause I’m jealous.
Well… Learn.
Learn. Focus. Move. Learn from the mistake. Focus on the objective. Make the next move.
What do I know though? This isn’t a ‘feel sorry for me’ rant. It’s a reality check. What is it that I Know? I feel that I’m a jack of many trades but a master of none. I need to find what I know, and if I don’t know I need to find what I will know. That last bit may sound like shit to y’all, but it makes sense to me, so I’m sticking with it. I need to find out what my expertise in life shall be. I’m less than a month away from being 25 and I don’t know shit. 25. That’s real adult age. Most others are set by now, some job, some career, some idea. I don’t have an idea; I have a guess at best. Must focus. Direction. Move.
Tomorrow is going to be a long day, I better turn in.

