In the heat of the moment
Life’s a mine field. As you navigate down your own path towards success (no matter how long it may take) you will face many obstacles. My friend and colleague whom I worked with on a state senate campaign once told me this.
In the heat of the moment things will get so intense you will just want to quit and run for the hills. Or as we would do on a day break, Mount Shasta or Bear Hole in Chico, California.
In college you are not taught about the many challenges; financial, physical, mental, or spiritual you will face in the real world. You do have many distractions though on a whole other level to keep you from studying and preparing for the inevitable; the day after your commencement celebrations.
The veil is suddenly torn off and you are staring at your new reality. Maybe only temporary like that girl or guy you were sleeping with and you wake up to an entirely different person than you once knew.
Your life is a series of blunders, failures, profanities, losers, ex-lovers, winners, triumphs, big and little successes all mixed together into one nasty ass smoothie. Just toss in some Kale and you’ll be fine.
We can not let ourselves get distracted by outside events or circumstances we have no control over. Like the three ring circus you’d go to as a kid and the side shows or cotton candy enticing your pocket change along the way to see the clowns perform slight of hand in this world of smoke and mirrors.
As adults we are still distracted by these slight of hand shell games…these freak shows and tricks without the sweet treats. The clowns; your ex’s, lovers, bosses, politicians; family, friends, and even your current girlfriend or boyfriend may distract you from what you must do or should do to fulfill your inner passion and play on your own field of dreams. Maybe you got lucky and your soulmate is with you; she had you at hello and she completed your lonely ass.
Whatever the case is don’t hate on your own dream and don’t hate all the fucking clowns; just the ones trying to piss on your parade to destiny and shit in your Mai Tai or that great tasting Egg Nog Latte from Starbucks.
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