Its 2:11am, and I am sitting out in the cold, on my laptop, and wearing socks with sandals. So now when I pull my feet out of the sandals I will look like a ninja turtle.
I have an unofficial creative partner who also happens to be my best friend. He is currently working a job in an industry that he went to school for and wanted to be in and I am not. He is always ready to get some shit down on paper, and I am not. So it only makes sense that after a while he may want to re think his partnership. I would too, BUT, the reason I dont seem committed and all in is because I am such a basket case that I lose whats important in my mind.
In order to sit and write with him, I have to drive out of my small town (out of my bubble, my comfort zone where I could possibly die or get raped. You see I have this tight little ass that I am always worried someone is going to want to penetrate it.) then go to his place, try and find PARKING which is impossible in that city. I have never had to spend so much time parking, its fucking insane, and when I do find a spot there is always this button hook maneuver I have to make to squeeze in somewhere. When at my house (okay my parents house) I have a nice pristine drive way I can park in. This would be every single time I go there. Now in the big picture should this stop me from having fun, being creative, and by the grace of god come up with something that becomes amazing and it gets picked up and then Ill never have to park again!!!?????
Of course it shouldn't stop me!
If it stopped me that means that I am a bigger pussy than I think I already am, and it means I dont want it badly enough. A straight up PUSS! So while I am being a pussy he finds someone else to work on stuff with then I am left with what? My dick in my hand and a sad face thats what!
The american dream is doing something you love to do, and get paid for it. Plain and simple, but in order to obtain the american dream you need to truly deep deep down in that tight little ass of yours, WANT IT!
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