Who says my town lacks linguistic character, ha! Today is a day of positiveness, there are many reasons for this but the most recent, aside from the above local vocal exchange is the sun. Finally its out and the weather is glorious, add to that a man in a car driving by playing Alanis Morissette, which always brings back memories of the glorious summer of ’96 and you have my simple but perfect bit of a day.
Rushing home, which is easy when you are almost there, I put on my copy of Mrs Morissette’s album Jagged Little Pill, which doesn’t seem to work on my computer disappointingly. so instead I am now listening to the Manic Street Preachers, Everything Must Go album instead, which has probably made me even more happy. oh the fortuitous joys of eccentric laptops!
Anyway music aside, I have invested in three new books today, volumes 3,4 and 5 of the collected Oz stories, a bargain at £2.99 each and the 2 for a fiver offer applying as well, so my collection is now complete at 14 Oz stories. Then to top it all off, I have been having discussions of a bookish nature with a good friend Chris, who shares my desire to get some ‘creative’ writing done sometime soon, other than blog posts, so onwards with that post-haste.
With a nice cool drink in hand I type this, with my other hand and with many typos of course, wondering what in the world I am next going to chat at you about. I like this stream of consciousness type blogging as anything could happen, well within sensible bounds of course. I mean I’m up for a little rule breaking, because I’m a secret maverick but it would be too costly to give you all a free gift (bribe) to come back again. Having said that I do have a free air guitar you can have…
What materializes into my head, as I sit here looking at the dull view out of my window (I’d take a picture but that’s the way to getting a reputation for being a pervert), it occurs to me that ‘pervert’ is a very unfair term to us innocent people….well that wasn’t really the first thought that came to my mind.
In fact it was this, why do we rush around so much, does 90% of what we are in a hurry to do actually matter, I mean really matter? In a few years what will its legacy be and will it be something you are proud of, or will it be a regret at the waste of time (and most probably paperwork)? The answer, because I am right, for most of us will be a shed load of wasted time with a smattering of things to be proud of and to talk about ostentatiously.
So stop with the obsessive attitude to money and work and do the things that actually benefit you, cultivating friends, learning what you want too, exploring the limits of your abilities and above all doing things that will make you happy now and in the future.
I don’t want to labour the point or sound preachy but taking stock of the jobs we do and all the mindless TV, the addictive internet faux social, networking sites that suck up hours of people’s lives and all the forgotten late nights, fogged in an alcoholic haze. It’s just too much, I’m cutting down on all of it. There is something better people…join me there when you can.