Sunny in San Diego

Ever wonder why you do the things you do?

Once in a while I’m strolling along the railroad tracks and a train may cruise on by without much of a whistle. It doesn’t notice me and I don’t notice it. Almost two invisible objects passing through time. We share no real connection and no real memories. But once in a while a train will storm by and rattle my sneakers so hard I almost fall to the ground. The train kicks up a little dust to remind itself I passed through its tracks and it rattled my silence. I noticed it and it noticed me. We shared some kind of secret moment. And so goes life in a way.

Sometimes things are just a moment in time that we’ll never really remember. A person or place will just be some forgotten piece of time. Other times a person or place will change our lives forever, even if just for a moment. It’s weird. People or places you never expect anything from surprise you while people or places you expected to make a difference are just a forgotten slice of time. Who knows about this thing called life. Doors open and doors close but sometimes you have to shove down a door or make sure another door is locked and you throw away the key. Life works in weird ways. You roll with the punches and go with the flow and wherever you may wind up is where you’ll wind up. You make choices and decisions and you live and learn from them. Regardless if they are good, bad, ugly or beautiful you have to live with them, learn from them, and/or change them. Life shouldn’t be any other way I guess. Even when others try to ruin your moments.

I was never one of those people who thought about the ‘good’ old days. I try to have fun every second of every day. Every day is a good day. Yes, there are moments of sadness and moments of boredom and moments of what the hell, but for the most part I’ve never been a person who asked ‘what if?’ I always went after what I wanted and even though most of the time I’d fall flat on my face, I could wake up the next day, look in the mirror, and say I did it. It never mattered if it was just talking to some random girl, starting a conversation with some elitist high class person, jumping out of an airplane, going on a job interview where I’d probably have no shot, or taking a job that might mean a lot of long hours. I was never a big believer in just talking about crap. If I talk about it the most likely scenario is I’m going to do it. As outlandish as some of my ideas and aspirations are, I’m going to attempt to complete them. It gets me in trouble often, but I’d rather try something and fail instead of wishing I would have tried after the fact. You never know unless you try I guess. And it’s always about the journey. You only live once so you might as well as enjoy every minute and moment. Who wants to be that old bitter person who looks back at their life and says “if only I would have done this” or who wants to be dead and everybody at your funeral wondering “if only.” If only shouldn’t even be in somebodies vocabulary. Either you do it or you forget about it. No worth wondering what the hell could have been or what would have been or how much fun something might have been. Just do it as they say. You only live once.