When's the last time you hung your dick off the front porch and pissed in your yard all while drinking a beer? At one time in my life I wanted to write down my thoughts on life and my attitudes towards things. Of course, the people who know me know that won't happen but it's a nice idea. I wanted to do it because I wanted to be able to share with my kids my thoughts / feelings at their age when they asked. Pus, I thought it would be humorous to look back and see how my perspective has changed. Point is, at this point in my life (41) I've realized I've got to do what makes me happy.
Me: Hey babe, you got anything going on at the end of September?
Her: I don't know.
Me: Good, I'm going wheeling with the boys down in URE.
Her: Ok...
Me: I saw a sweet idea for the minibike. Some dude built one for his cooler. I'm doing that.
Her: Why?
Me: Because I want to and it'll be awesome.
Her: OK.....
Me: I'm going to go cut down 5 trees.
Her: Why!?
Me: Because fuck'em, that's why.
Her OK....
I'm like Peter Griffin but possibly with more brain power. I figured I'm in control of my happiness. I'm a middle aged man with literally zero friends in a hundred mile radius. I don't get to hang out often. Most people at work already have their cliques set. Looking back, maybe my request of "Boats and Hoes" at a training function wasn't the best ice breaker. I can be depressed or I can start living and enjoy my time. I suggest you do the same. Wallow in it or sack up. Nothing will happen unless you make it happen. That's my advice.
Oh, I also forgot to mention LEDs. Buy some of those. I've been told they help with stress or something