Reverb

on hold. in queue. now serving.

isn’t this the story of how our lives go? you get placed on hold for everything. told you’re in a priority queue. by the time you get served…you already GOT served. now you can’t remember what you’re in line for.

everything is so inconsistent. it’s something i love and i hate. i must say i got into the most intriquing conversations today. one after another. it’s great that i’m surrounded by people who have something interesting going on or at least to talk about.

who needs desmond morris to stammer on about the human animal when we can discover it ourselves. a certain friend and i decided to hate our respective opposite sex. who’s into playing games? it’s ridiculous. honestly it is.

a certain other person and i went off on a nice tangent, yes that’s right “welcome to assholeville. population: US”

it’s refreshing when you hear through the grapevine that someone you haven’t had contact for in years…upon hearing about you compliments you … i only wish i were as “incredibly creative” as i was back then. it’s slowly coming back i suppose. what is creativity. an inkling of thought brought to life by someone who claims to have “created” it? no one can truly create…unless you’re god. everything’s already there it’s just taking those things and arranging them in some sort of way, utilizing them in another, and displaying them in yet antoher.

i realized that some people will never understand the whole pain is pleasure aspect. the lulling effect it has when it slowly becomes a droning repetition that creates this haze that turns into a relaxing laziness that you soon dwell in. it’s the whole baby and heartbeat syndrome. you get used to it. you learn to embrace and love it. it’s inherently imbedded in all of us. i suppose that’s why i repeatedly watch myself and friends walk into painful situations with utter disregard of everyone’s warnings.

some say it takes faith and hope. you can dream it that way….or you can live it as acceptance and numbness. it’s all about choices. it’s all about how you spin it. it’s all about keeping the faith and remembering what you got placed on hold for in the first place. remembering why you’re still in a priority queue. remembering that when you get served, you should definitely take something away with you.

… in the end you’re not as clever as you think, if you’re left holding the kitchen sink.