This has been one of those weekends when just about nothing happens. Not in the strictest literal sense of the word, anyway. I've spent the entirety of these past two days talking to people and watching movies and ignoring reality. Nothing wrong with that, right? Okay, well, actually...there's plenty wrong with that. But at this point, that's beside the point. It's one of those weekends when I just let myself.
Because right now, most things don't matter. Between watching Fight Club and having this great personal epiphany about not caring and nothing mattering and all such things, I'm having a pretty nice time. Sure, everything's not perfect, and dear god, many things aren't even anywhere near great, but that's okay. The thing I've figured out is that things happen. And then they pass. Everything comes and goes. You can deal with just about anything if you want.
I have many things to finish tonight that I've really been neglecting, but that's okay. I'll get there. It'll probably be a fairly late night for me at this rate, but that's alright. It's my fault in that respect, so I'll finish it off and get the rest I can. Anyhow, I'm going to go do some of that stuff right now, if only because I'd rather not be up too ridiculously late. Good night. Sleep well and all that.
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