I know the right path. The good path. I know it both intellectually, emotionally, and even historically, but still, I refuse to take it. It’s the path that leads to sanity and happiness. It’s right there and I decline, knowing I’m choosing a more difficult one, from which I will surely emerge bruised, battered, and torn. I know this from personal experience, and yet still, I persist. I make the poor choice.
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In Pursuit Of Happiness
I think that once you figure out how to get off the hamster wheel you walk away realizing you were never really going anywhere. This is probably quite true of many things in life, and in my experience, it’s definitely been true of social media and other online platforms that are designed for maximum engagement.
It’s Still Rock and Roll To Me
There was a comedian, it may have been Seinfeld, that had a bit about men hitting a style wall at some point in their lives. Some peak moment where they decide, this is as far as I’m going, this is the look I’m going with. Whatever it is. I find…