This, like most of the other resolutions I make, lasted about two days. In my defense, the last month has been really hectic, my sister was hospitalized, I broke up with my girlfriend, I've been fighting this gnawing feeling that something is really wrong, and I've probably consumed my body weight in Nutella (I'm a fatty on the inside, alright).
One night as I was trying to figure out what had been bothering me so much, (we're continuing on with the topic of things that keep me up at night) I noticed that I have too many plans and not enough time. And through some strange progression of thoughts (best not to explain how my mind works) I began planning for a future zombie invasion. While I was stocking weapons under my bed, the thought came to me that in that situation, we wouldn't really be the ones in the worse situation. Sure, we would be surrounded by something that was once human, and now has only one thought, no worse, they don't think, something that has one desire to eat you. But what about them.
One of the reasons why no one actually wants immortality is that life suck most of the time. Friends are lost, family members die and dreams fail. Now imagine all of that, while your mind slowly goes numb as you are reverted to an animal. Worse, imagine that your only means of reproducing and socializing, is also your biggest predator and source of nourishment.
All of this zombie talk brought me to one conclusion, things are never just what they seem to be. When I was in the fifth grade, I was bullied. I know, it's shocking, but strangely enough, not everyone enjoys my dry, sarcastic wit. Anyway, his name was Nelson, and I remember hating this kid with every cell in my body. He was evil, he always seemed angry, and for some reason, that anger was always turned against me. I wanted him to be hurt the way I was. The thing is though, I found out a few months into the summer, that his father was abusive. While I was busy wishing him the same pain I had, he was already living it. The big guy, the one who scared me so much, was just as terrified of going home, as I was of going to school.
All that just shows you that hurt people, look to hurt others. So when someone steps on your toes, or irks you, just wonder what had to happen to hurt them so much.
This posts song is: Swing Life Away by Rise Against
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BblV6AQsd2s
I'm not sure how relevant this song is, or even if it'll be relevant in your opinion, but that's the song I needed to hear.
I'm not sure how relevant this song is, or even if it'll be relevant in your opinion, but that's the song I needed to hear.
