Here's what you don't think about when “living the dream”; there is still all the same bullshit. You almost can't believe it at first. You still stub your toe here, you still have bills to pay, and you still get the blues.
I've been in a full on funk.
I've narrowed it down to a few things. Simultaneously I went vegan, got the flu, and did an activated charcoal cleanse. Then Trump happened. Additionally, a weird full moon decided to really fuck things up. But frankly, there seems to be a “special full moon” every goddamned month, so I'm not “pleading the moon” anymore.
A little advice? Don't watch Forks Over Knives, and if you watch Forks Over Knives, don't go completely vegan in one day. Definitely don't add in activated charcoal. Then, don't get the flu.
And really don't fucking ever vote for Trump again.
I'm not gonna go all “constitutional” on anyone's ass here, but since he's been in office, I've lost virtually all respect for almost every Republican I know. But the positive? The religious Right turned out to be the sellouts I always knew they were. Being Right never felt so dirty.
Bad news: that dude in the sky you guys attach to everything? He's not gonna let you play with him and his band of immigrants when you die.
Still the funk continues. Current plan?
Hang out with people who are actively making the world better with everything they do.
Meditate before I workout, which means I should probably work out.
Surround myself with funny people, god damn it, life is not that serious….wait, is it?
Go to the beach. A lot.
Eat things that I love and that love me back.
Call my sister more.
I think too often we can get stuck, stuck in our fucked up brains. We wallow inward and become imprisoned in the useless thoughts that have nowhere to go, and nothing to do. There is where our hell is.
Resist my darkness, resist all darkness, let the light draw me in like a spinning wheel.