Where is this Living Prozac, that I may Pop and ne'er want for more?
Jace Filed Under: Labels: Misc, Philosophizing
I just wanted to throw this tidbit out there: that life is wonderful and I'm loving it. For anyone even remotely familiar with me, this is obviously a fantastic and unexplored frontier for J. Whizzle. Maybe it's a bit early to celebrate - a bit premature. But I'm not so sure. See, I'm sitting across the street from the Georgia Tech Parking office and I'm still sticking to my happy guns, so there's some resilience to them yet!
I'm sensing a bit of a paradigm shift in the works. A move toward - dare I say it - optimism? I don't know, but yesterday I saw a North Face backpack in fabtastic eighties-era hues (from North Face?!), and I'm madly enamo(red) of it. Ordinarily I would feel incomplete and lacking (see previous post on lust). But today I feel energized. I'm excited by that ridiculous backpack; enlivened by desiring it. And I'm somehow confident that I don't actually ever need to possess it to keep living. It's epic: the backpack and my new paradigm.
Look! Now I see a Nissan 350Z convertible and my day hasn't been ruined! And a pretty girl just talked to me (asked if she could plug in to my socket), and everything's still...that's plug her laptop into the wall socket...geez, people. Calm yourselves.
Further exploring this new ground, recent revelations have given me confident knowledge of something I am called to in life. I don't want to spoil the fun by telling just yet, but it's very exciting. I have no idea how to do it - no idea how to begin. The who, what, when, where is very much up in the air. So lots of unknowns then, but this is not an uncertain thing. It's an eventuality. It's a God-thing, and my passion for it is deeply rooted. So I eager to launch into it, but here in the meantime, I'm going to have fun and enjoy the pre-flight party.
The North Face Hot Shot SE Backpack. The 80's are back, dudes.
I'm sensing a bit of a paradigm shift in the works. A move toward - dare I say it - optimism? I don't know, but yesterday I saw a North Face backpack in fabtastic eighties-era hues (from North Face?!), and I'm madly enamo(red) of it. Ordinarily I would feel incomplete and lacking (see previous post on lust). But today I feel energized. I'm excited by that ridiculous backpack; enlivened by desiring it. And I'm somehow confident that I don't actually ever need to possess it to keep living. It's epic: the backpack and my new paradigm.
Look! Now I see a Nissan 350Z convertible and my day hasn't been ruined! And a pretty girl just talked to me (asked if she could plug in to my socket), and everything's still...that's plug her laptop into the wall socket...geez, people. Calm yourselves.
Further exploring this new ground, recent revelations have given me confident knowledge of something I am called to in life. I don't want to spoil the fun by telling just yet, but it's very exciting. I have no idea how to do it - no idea how to begin. The who, what, when, where is very much up in the air. So lots of unknowns then, but this is not an uncertain thing. It's an eventuality. It's a God-thing, and my passion for it is deeply rooted. So I eager to launch into it, but here in the meantime, I'm going to have fun and enjoy the pre-flight party.
The North Face Hot Shot SE Backpack. The 80's are back, dudes.
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