You don't need a dollar, you don't need a dime.
Sometimes I feel like everyone is just a walking profile, URL, or bit of html code. Everyone has a website, a blog, or whatever. I'm not complaining. I'm not sure if this is a good or bad thing. I feel like all this technology is making it harder for people to deal with each other on a personal one to one level. That's kind of weird when you think about it. I'm probably the most guilty since I update my myspace profile at least once a week. If someone didn't know me all they'd have to do is lurk my myspace to get a pretty good general idea of who I am. Maybe I should make my profile more vague. Would that encourage anyone to actually contact me and get to know me?
Anyway...
Does anyone else in my peer group ever just feel like a confused twenty-something? Where is my life manual!? Fuck! That being said, I've been thinking about moving lately. It needs to happen. I feel like I can't progress if I stay in Richmond. I also feel like if I was really going to progress, it would just happen naturally no matter where I was. But I do feel like I have plateaued a bit. But maybe that's an illusion too.
I've been thinking about my past relationships a lot lately. I can count at least 4 really amazing girls that I just kind of threw away for lack of a better term. Oh wait 5 now, I just remembered someone else. I usually just chalk it up to something like 'I'm too young to be in a relationship', or 'I'm just not ready to settle down'. Some generic and stereotypically male response to anything resembling a commitment.
The point of this post is that coupled with me realizing I've fucked up every significant relationship since high school, Stephanie contacted me yesterday.
Stephanie is a girl I met some years back, at the height of my 'too young to settle down' phase. We had a bit of a falling out about a month ago due to the fact that I didn't want to do anything to prove that I actually cared about her and wanted her in my life. After all, moving to Boston to be with her is silly right? What if it doesn't work out? I can't move to Boston, it's cold there in the winter. My family is here. I have a really good job here. Well if it doesn't work, I'll be back here sitting on my ass in Richmond casually dating whoever just like now. Yes it's cold there in the winter, but that's what North Face's are for right? Let's be honest, my family isn't the most close knit, we really only get together once a year with a few sporadic visits in between. I love my job, but working a 100% commission job isn't the best idea in an economic recession. I'm currently making less than half of what I made at this point last year, oh except now I have a new car and $200 more in rent to pay per month. Ouch!
I think my next step in life is to find someone to take my place in my amazing loft, pack up my shit, man up and move to Boston. Or I could always stay here, let Stephanie get tired of my shit (yet again), get over me (yet again), start dating someone (yet again), and by this time next year I'll have a sixth name to add to my list of amazing women I let slip away.
I better go buy a North Face huh?
Anyway...
Does anyone else in my peer group ever just feel like a confused twenty-something? Where is my life manual!? Fuck! That being said, I've been thinking about moving lately. It needs to happen. I feel like I can't progress if I stay in Richmond. I also feel like if I was really going to progress, it would just happen naturally no matter where I was. But I do feel like I have plateaued a bit. But maybe that's an illusion too.
I've been thinking about my past relationships a lot lately. I can count at least 4 really amazing girls that I just kind of threw away for lack of a better term. Oh wait 5 now, I just remembered someone else. I usually just chalk it up to something like 'I'm too young to be in a relationship', or 'I'm just not ready to settle down'. Some generic and stereotypically male response to anything resembling a commitment.
The point of this post is that coupled with me realizing I've fucked up every significant relationship since high school, Stephanie contacted me yesterday.
Stephanie is a girl I met some years back, at the height of my 'too young to settle down' phase. We had a bit of a falling out about a month ago due to the fact that I didn't want to do anything to prove that I actually cared about her and wanted her in my life. After all, moving to Boston to be with her is silly right? What if it doesn't work out? I can't move to Boston, it's cold there in the winter. My family is here. I have a really good job here. Well if it doesn't work, I'll be back here sitting on my ass in Richmond casually dating whoever just like now. Yes it's cold there in the winter, but that's what North Face's are for right? Let's be honest, my family isn't the most close knit, we really only get together once a year with a few sporadic visits in between. I love my job, but working a 100% commission job isn't the best idea in an economic recession. I'm currently making less than half of what I made at this point last year, oh except now I have a new car and $200 more in rent to pay per month. Ouch!
I think my next step in life is to find someone to take my place in my amazing loft, pack up my shit, man up and move to Boston. Or I could always stay here, let Stephanie get tired of my shit (yet again), get over me (yet again), start dating someone (yet again), and by this time next year I'll have a sixth name to add to my list of amazing women I let slip away.
I better go buy a North Face huh?
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