Is it you, or is it me..
Has the last 20 months been a hard place to groove? You just two clicks of from the perfect setting, one thread not tight enuf, a O ring that’s not quite seated properly.
If your a regular human in touch with the things that make all humans properly functional it’s seems all to normal to be constantly tying your shoes.
Your Miscene has been kinda funky, races getting added, stuff getting canceled kinda hard to even forecast a normal training plan. One week your rolling a solid block and the next we week your searching through the rolladex of survival.
And what about day to day just normal survival mode. Should I mask up, do I need to mask up? Grocery store roulette, constantly scrutinizing the fellas gas station start his day purchase of two Monster Energies, a slim Jim, a snickers, and can of mouth tobacco.. and why in the heck can’t I get through at least one intersection with being engulfed in either cigarette smoke or the faint whiff of controlled weed? And yo kids, if still have how in the hell is school gonna unfold, and why in gods good name am I still supporting grown adults taking classes in between games of Call of Duty? Just getting through a normal 40 plus hour week now a days seems like a trek through Wal Mart on Saturday afternoon
Maybe it’s just T, maybe he be over thinking all of it, and the eb n flo of yore is just polluted with the sugar sweet of social media of everyone else getting there’s jerked off. Maybe it don’t really be like that, maybe it’s the new normal, and you, me and the gal at the Circle K are just trying swallow the elephant in one bit.
Hell I dunno fools..I dunno.where I thought this ramble was gonna go to but it sure as hell felt good to lay it down though. We all got survival modes suppose this is one of mine. Find your if you shall need it peace out.
T
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