New Year, Same Old World...
As the first month of 2015 nears its end some things weigh on thoughts. Debt, parents (in particular my father), family, relationships, racism in America, racism around the world, a future unknown.
So much stuff. It's hard to wrap one's head around it at times but at the same time it's hard to feel anything because it feels as though there is nothing that a single person can do to change the overall conditions. The phrase "think globally, act locally" comes to mind and until recently I've tried that. To help the people in my life, to help make their struggle a bit easier when I have the means. But even that doesn't have much effect on my wellbeing. I don't have the means to make lasting changes. I don't have the passion for life that I once had. Quite frankly, there are times when I simply do not care anymore. People make mistakes, have goals and dreams and the best of intentions. But year after year, after year, after year, little to no progress is made. Suggestions and brainstorming go unheard. You are pushed aside or forgotten regardless of how much you've helped. I tired of it.
I don't know…
I envy those who have a passion for something, anything. Sports fans in particular. They are love their teams to the point of anxiety! They buy the gear, watch the games as if their life depends on the outcome. It's impressive. I had that kind of passion in my once, but it has faded. My day to day routine saps my energies and all that's left is just enough to get me home at the end of the day. I get home, eat, have a drink, sleep, repeat. There's more to life than this but I can't see that anymore, and it has been a long time since I've seen it. Even with completing the goal of paying off a huge debt, my thoughts then turn to family matters. I can only do so much. I also don't want to end up the same as others in my family. A lifetime of struggle and work with no time to enjoy and appreciate the good things in life.
So many thoughts, not enough time to put them down.
So as I started, the first month is almost over. Eleven more to go. Gotta find that spark for my life again. Gotta find something to give a damn about! Got to live a good life.
To who ever finds this blog… Live a good life. Eat, drink, love, laugh, cry, explore, meet new people, see other parts of the world - not just the tourist traps. Try new things, push your personal boundaries. Maybe if someone had told me to do these things earlier in my life, this wouldn't be a fat man's blog. Instead it might have been the Adventure Man blog / TV Show or I could've been the next Anthony Bourdain, roaming the globe, eating food, becoming an enlightened man of the world.
Until next time, Happy New Year & PEace.
So much stuff. It's hard to wrap one's head around it at times but at the same time it's hard to feel anything because it feels as though there is nothing that a single person can do to change the overall conditions. The phrase "think globally, act locally" comes to mind and until recently I've tried that. To help the people in my life, to help make their struggle a bit easier when I have the means. But even that doesn't have much effect on my wellbeing. I don't have the means to make lasting changes. I don't have the passion for life that I once had. Quite frankly, there are times when I simply do not care anymore. People make mistakes, have goals and dreams and the best of intentions. But year after year, after year, after year, little to no progress is made. Suggestions and brainstorming go unheard. You are pushed aside or forgotten regardless of how much you've helped. I tired of it.
I don't know…
I envy those who have a passion for something, anything. Sports fans in particular. They are love their teams to the point of anxiety! They buy the gear, watch the games as if their life depends on the outcome. It's impressive. I had that kind of passion in my once, but it has faded. My day to day routine saps my energies and all that's left is just enough to get me home at the end of the day. I get home, eat, have a drink, sleep, repeat. There's more to life than this but I can't see that anymore, and it has been a long time since I've seen it. Even with completing the goal of paying off a huge debt, my thoughts then turn to family matters. I can only do so much. I also don't want to end up the same as others in my family. A lifetime of struggle and work with no time to enjoy and appreciate the good things in life.
So many thoughts, not enough time to put them down.
So as I started, the first month is almost over. Eleven more to go. Gotta find that spark for my life again. Gotta find something to give a damn about! Got to live a good life.
To who ever finds this blog… Live a good life. Eat, drink, love, laugh, cry, explore, meet new people, see other parts of the world - not just the tourist traps. Try new things, push your personal boundaries. Maybe if someone had told me to do these things earlier in my life, this wouldn't be a fat man's blog. Instead it might have been the Adventure Man blog / TV Show or I could've been the next Anthony Bourdain, roaming the globe, eating food, becoming an enlightened man of the world.
Until next time, Happy New Year & PEace.
posted by Fat Bobby at 9:06 AM
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