Let them eat war!
I am sorry I dont post that often, but there is simply nothing to report! I am getting stressed out lately. My Japanese still sucks, and I am not sure I have all my ducks in a row for a place to live come August when I am supposed to start this new job. I am giving my notice after June 1st, so hopefully this will resolve soon. I dont want to be in a position where I cant go forward and cant go back either...
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
The fan...it is already hot again
An odd night indeed. Got an email from a friend of mine the other day. He told me he was out with his girlfriend, and some friends. I thought this was odd, being that he was married, but of course I accept that people do that sometimes. Tonight, I got a call from him. The wife caught on. He failed to come home one night, I suppose he wasnt trying very hard.
I can understand that. He has been married, with two kids, since he was 22-32 now. Essentially, every day that I have spent doing whatever the hell I feel like, he has been doing the Cleaver thing. Recently, he started making some real money, and reflecting on his missed youth. Hence the problems arose. It is odd, because many people tel l me, including him, how lucky I am to be single and doing my own thing, but I would like nothing better than to be tied down and working towards the common good of the family unit.
I am tired of being alone all the time, and tired of leaving all my friends every few years. My hell, well, purgatory anyway, is every one elses heaven, and vice versa. Both him and I know, and said, that what he wants wont last long. The novelty of it will wear thin, and memories will eat him alive. Single life is not all that exciting, that is why people get married. I have done it for long enough to to qualify as an expert on the subject.
Bars, bar people, and weekends spent in a drunken haze are fun for a while, but, as I said, the novelty wears off and you are left with a hangover. He has to find that out for himself, and he knows it. I can understand his feelings, and I feel very bad for him. He knows it is a mistake, but it is a mistake he has to make. Well, at least he is alive, and one thing I know for certain is that things will work out. They may not work out well, and they may not end up like we want them too, but they will work out somehow. Life just keeps truckin, and we all just try to enjoy the ride as best we can.
I can understand that. He has been married, with two kids, since he was 22-32 now. Essentially, every day that I have spent doing whatever the hell I feel like, he has been doing the Cleaver thing. Recently, he started making some real money, and reflecting on his missed youth. Hence the problems arose. It is odd, because many people tel l me, including him, how lucky I am to be single and doing my own thing, but I would like nothing better than to be tied down and working towards the common good of the family unit.
I am tired of being alone all the time, and tired of leaving all my friends every few years. My hell, well, purgatory anyway, is every one elses heaven, and vice versa. Both him and I know, and said, that what he wants wont last long. The novelty of it will wear thin, and memories will eat him alive. Single life is not all that exciting, that is why people get married. I have done it for long enough to to qualify as an expert on the subject.
Bars, bar people, and weekends spent in a drunken haze are fun for a while, but, as I said, the novelty wears off and you are left with a hangover. He has to find that out for himself, and he knows it. I can understand his feelings, and I feel very bad for him. He knows it is a mistake, but it is a mistake he has to make. Well, at least he is alive, and one thing I know for certain is that things will work out. They may not work out well, and they may not end up like we want them too, but they will work out somehow. Life just keeps truckin, and we all just try to enjoy the ride as best we can.
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