I think it takes a lifetime to find oneself
i mean,, i’m always changing.. just when i think i’ve figured myself,, bamm! something else happens and throws me off course.. spinning blindly toward some new realisation / destination
lost in space
i guess we all are really.. ever asking,, ever changing.. I asked my brother what things defined him and he said football,, movies and work.. nothing else interests him.. so is that the culmination of him? Is it those three things that make him the man he is? Or is he the man he is from every experience that’s affected him to the date.. i think so.. i think we’re already ourselves.. from day one we’re ourselves.. and it’s in ourselves to continue changing.
Who am i? Right now? A guy who plays guitar to get laid.. A guy who goes to the gym to look good so he can get laid.. A guy who has broken his balls to earn a teaching place only to find more and more people standing in his way,, blocking his career path,, and another chance to get laid… just another guy who wants to get laid… and i guess i’m cool with that
