it’s been a year since i took broke away from the corporate system completely and life has come full circle. i find myself in a state of intimate turmoil, fiscal weakness and mental overload. the repetitive days seem deceptively simple enough. wake up. focus for 10 hours. loss focus for 3 hours. wash. document. sleep. it’s in a nutshell kinda of living. some days i rejoice in the simplicity of it all and other days, i wonder how long i can put up with this passive agressive intensity.
funny enough, what i wrote down a year ago came true recently. it was a simple enough adjective but it was enough to put something of that calibur. interestly enough. i rarely accept anything as just good enough but amazingly i still find the ablility to let that go. acceptng the imperfection of acceptance.
silly awards constructed for silly persues of so call excellence.
i had a nice dream a couple of nights ago. in the dream i meet the living manifestation of compassion. he gave me something that made me very happy and excitable. i felt the excitement the in the same way one can have wet dreams. nothing so over the top as so much but it feel an experience in my body. i woke up knew that the time had come again to reconnect with my past and future.
father calls and tells me to stay away from crowded places because he’s been reading in the ny times about the successful terrorist hits. he has called a number of times over the ears telling me to make nice friends and get marry to a vietnamese or a chinese girl. he thinks i’ve just graduate 5th grade and i haven’t probably figure these things out yet. it’s like when i talk to my grandma twice a year and she tells me to eat good food and make a lot of money. the advise just get simple as the equations get more complex.