Tons of Bricks

Where does Life get all of these bricks? Really, though. They seem to just come out of every nook and crannie you can possibly find. Tons of them. Hitting you in the face as often as possible. It's terrifying, awe inspiring, horrible, and woderful all in the same gasp of air. I'm not quite sure how to handle it. Then again, when am I ever sure how to handle just about anything? Oh dear. Way to boost your self esteem, Nick. not that I need it anyway. Ouch. nothing like burning yourself for a change, eh?

Well, Life is dandy. If learned what it means to move on from those around me and from those who are, for the fifth time...wink*wink*...., much more intelligent than myself. I've learned that doing what makes you happy takes on an entirely new conotation when you are happy and when you have someone to share it with. Jesus, I get out of school and what am I doing all summer? Learning. get a life, Nick. lol.

It's a comforting feeling to know that there are people out there in the world who are stronger, faster, smarter, more confident, and, overall, just better than me. It gives me a sense of satisfaction. I am, in fact, the only person with my talents, my faults, my metallic smile, and my trademark fedoras. No one else is like that. Now, if only i could actually...

Move on. You want the truth? I'm afraid. Afraid to move ahead and afraid to wallow and wait. Everyday is a stalemate, the two sides pushing and pulling against each other, but neither really taking the lead.

You know what? Screw it. i'm going fishing. ;)

From the flipside,

N.B.P.