I Can’t Sleep When I Think About the Future I Was Born Into

Thanks to Yeasayer for the title.

I’ve had a couple of Beers (Thanks to the monks brewing those delicious Chimays for me) so lets get serious.

I’m enjoying myself.  I finally feel like I’m no longer digging my way out of the hole (pit) I built for myself and actually approaching a point in which I might be able to reconcile the last several years.  I’ve been fortunate to have a good deal of help along the way, and certainly owe a great deal of gratitude to my family, girlfriend, and employers.  Along the way I’ve gained some valuable insight into what it is to be average.  Burning up nearly every perk of being over-privileged (to some degree at least), I am now intimately familiar w/ what it means to work for sustenance.  Overcoming the costs of basic living is a staggering challenge, and though I certainly have a heavy thirst for ‘toys’ and ‘thrills’ I am learning to pass them by.

The original context of the above title is quite different from my own take on it.  Regret, sorrow, and bitterness are there, but also a sense of betterment, growth, the hope of fulfillment.

I don’t like to believe in gimme’s and handouts, but I have been given so much, it is difficult to begrudge anyone.

~ by weddellkw on April 11, 2008.