Good evening world. Eric and I just completed Boxhoused 2. Enjoy.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Beginning Foundation - Building the core.
Blogging has been a past time I've been a part of ever since (or close to) the the berth of the invention. Okay, maybe not even close to, but sure as right in the fucking meat of its initial popularity.
In my mid teenage years I found myself ridiculously interested in "blog" or "E/N (everything/nothing)" websites. Somehow at the tender age of 16, I found myself in the deep development of a fully functional, high traffic everything/nothing website. Sure it portrayed its immaturities; but, what do you expect? I was 16...Filled with its fair share of chicks in bikinis, relatively funny videos & photos, and lame movie and music reviews. If you dug deep enough (as far as the homepage and not venturing in the side panel laced with various sections of the website) you found some pretty interesting thoughts...Especially for a lame white teenager.
I think I may have the files saved on an old lap top. Maybe I'll share some at some point if I keep this thing going.
Regardless, I think starting up something like this once again can be beneficial for my soul. I find myself thinking deeper and more critically about my life as of late and puking it all on to this blog can not only be entertaining for anybody half interested in my life and/or me in general, but can also provide some clarity on the various sagas that seem to push me to a certain degree of turmoil; anxiety even.
This past weekend was subliminally a huge turning point in my life. Over the past year I graduated college and immediately jumped in to the professional workforce fulfilling and very intense, high-demand marketing/public relations position. This was a great idea as far as beefing of my resume and general experience dealing with professionals and the workforce in general. At the same time, I find myself busting at the seams ready to leave this god damn city.
I am literally going through the motions of life and not fulfilling any of my true potentials, goals, or even experiences I so desperately want to accomplish.
My friend Eric and I ventured up to New Jersey and New York for a solid 4 days or so. For quite some time both him and I have had a carefully blueprinted plan to move far away (preferably the west coast) from this place as soon as the stars align and we can actually cut off all ties, break the strings and fucking jet out of this land that is laced with lack of opportunity and excitement.
I can comfortably say that this kid is my best friend and has the same thoughts I do to a T. Although true, the hesitation that surrounds his thoughts and overall commitment to the plan seems to be backed by the idea that he has lived down south in FL for his entire life and is a little nervous to truly severe the ties that have cradled and comforted him for a good 23 years. This past weekend Eric was surrounded by the fast paced city, lights, and attitude of a city that is in essence, "true life".
I once had a conversation with a close friend of mine and we agreed that the lifestyle that Florida has to offer almost seems fabricated. Not even seems that way...I really is. Everything is easy going and frankly far too simple. Accomplishments are achieved without a challenge due to the fact that Florida generally has this fictitious fluff cloud beneath each of us.
That fluff cloud is so damn comfy though...I know where Eric is coming from.
I suppose it is a question of what one truly wants out of their life, what they truly want to tell their grand kids about, and what type of lifelong satisfaction through experience one would like to withhold going forth. There is only so much you can do floating around these white fluff clouds Florida has us jumping around.
I'm going to cut it off there for now...Just wanted to build a foundation for this blog. I've got a queen size, cotton coated mattress to attend to (which I would gladly give up for a hard, cold floor in San Diego).
Spread the word about this. I promise there will be some damn good shit in the future.
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