Hangover, blurry memories, my mates couch and a mouth like sandpaper and a head too big.
Birthday party for a mate and the rest is a bit blurry.
Think i had a good night.
Happy birthday johnny lad
Sooner I get a day job the better, up at 6am on my day off. Watchin harry potter, munchin last nights take away and havin a smoke?
Something not right I think.
Watchin Fight Club and I started thinking.
As a male livin in this day and age and knowin what men were expected to be like/act in previous generations and I think we are bein screwed.
From what we were to what we are now. Warriors and fighters relegated to office jobs and profit driven companies.
Women gettin more powerful and before you even label me anything (like I give a shit) I have a dayghter and I want her to have every available option open to her.
Am just wonderin where I fit in.
I have the a power in me to cause a great deal of harm for the good, cant be a soldier, cant vent my frustrations, just push push a brush for royal endorsed paper.
Seems a fuckin waste.
Give a rhyme
So I can take my time
To release the fury
Stagnating
In my mind
No release and the catch 22
The rage battles
With the urge to please
So what can I do?
Give in to 1
But deny the other
Truth be told
Why should I bother?
I never was a big fan of the net, hell, technology in general.
My honest belief is that the more 'connected' we get the less connected we feel.
My best memories were arrangin to meet at an agreed time with the people you wanted to be with.
These days, its textin a t the last min to cancel, or arguments online over a semi imagined slight.
But now I got to get with the times, learn to adapt and maybe realise the maybe we can connect first and feel later, heres hopin :)
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