Really? Did I do that…?

“The difference between chirping out of turn and a faux pas depends on what kind of a bar you’re in”Wilson Mizner

It happens. Giving life my best effort, I managed to shoot myself directly in the foot. Why’s it like this? I do really well, making incredible advances, then I do something so frigging stupid. This is my habit all my life, like a social Tourette’s syndrome, I’ll be totally cool and then I’ll twitch, cuss, drool, or some other weird obliteration of myself manifests. I’m as shocked as those around me, feeling shame burn a coat on my face with a shade of red. Then the real torture starts, my mind replaying the event, hoping for some redemption from my faux pas. No peace manifests in these late night meetings of my heart and soul, just an ache in my gut, a hurting head, and a loathing to be around those who saw my screw up. That was then, this is now. To hell with this feeling. I’m comfortable with my flaws, faults, and idiosyncrasies. I don’t give a rip what THEY think, because, I know for damn sure if I look hard enough, I’m going to see wild shit manifesting in their life. I lay down my self-flagellation cat-o-nine, go straight up to that embarrassing moment and laugh my ass off. “Forewarned is forearmed“, if you see me laughing hysterically for no reason….it’s probably because I just made a very perfect ass out of myself.

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Roostah

Words. Deep thoughts. Eccentric. Madness. Lover. Dark. Music. Melancholic. Beaches. Addict. Primal. Curious. Dichotomy. Gemini. "I am a series of small victories and large defeats, and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here." - Charles Bukowski "I think and think and 99 times I'm wrong. But on the 100th time, I'm right." - Einstein

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