It's Hard Being a Human

I know, I know! It’s been awhile since I’ve tapped something out. My life is in FULL adjustment mode. The job has changed. My personal life is different. My social life is different. I am different.

Its very east to say people don’t change. Most people don’t but some do. And when someone shows you that you’re worth changing years of habits, rituals, lifestyles, and beliefs, you should seize that moment. It’s rare.

I’m thankful for the experiences that changed my way of thinking. Well… as thankful as I can be. I’ve found an amazing peace, in terms of, the small shit just doesn’t matter. I’ve found more time and more money.

I don’t care how my shirts are folded, their clean. I don’t care if my house is perfectly clean. I choose to live in it, not show room it. My bed isn’t perfectly made, but that’s ok, the sheets naturally come untucked when I sleep in anyway. Yeah, I spend a lotta time cooking, but I cook for a couple days, so I save time… not to mention money. Less is more. I prefer my own company over that of anyone else’s right. Besides my parents and a cousin, I talk to 4 people on the regular… and that’s including the best friend I live with. I’m content just hanging out at the house. So if you ask me if I wanna do something, don’t be offended when I tell you, “no.” I’m content being at the house.

Life is too short. Too short to not love and be loved. Even if it’s hard to love people. Even if it’s hard to be loved. I’m not AT peace. I won’t be for a long while, if ever. But I’m at peace with the things I’ve come to appreciate. If I had known the peace it brought, I would’ve have done it earlier in life.