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My fiero runs bitccccheeeessssssssss

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Now I just need to pull one of these off and we are gonna be good to go:

When we meet in the middle.  I start walking your way, you start walking mine.  We meet in the middle, beneath that ol’ Georgia Pine…

Carolina got free tickets to see Zac Brown Band the other night.  That shit was glorious.  We were front & center at the foot of the stage.  When they played their rendition of Devil came down to Georgia and dude was hittin’ the fiddle hard, I was just in awe.

I bought a house in Henry Co.  It’s cozy, got 3 acres and a shop so I ain’t complainin’.   We are still settling in.  Yard work, house work, fixing things and all that sort of thing.

Went to a bbq the other night at my Aunt’s house.  My Uncle Ernie and his cousins were tellin’ me how they grew up with dirt floors, floors with 3 inchs between boards, feeding the chickens through the floor, working all day for a handful of change, raising crops, playing football inside a barb-wired cage, no running water, no electricity, not knowing what a urinal looks like until your 14, never seeing a pizza until your 12, fighting, getting whooped etc.  Was good times.

My transitions here are lacking, but Republicans suck.  Don’t fucking yell “You Lie!” to the President of the United States (especially when you are a member of Congress, you stupid shit).  If I was President I’d have your sorry ass on a plate.  But that’s why he’s President and I ain’t.

Guess my days of traveling are over before they begun, but maybe someday I’ll get to do it.

The world tried to throw a wrench in my gears today and a storm of shit was headed right for me. I didn’t dodge it, hell, I didn’t even move out of the way. It rolled right over me, knocked me around, pushed me down, pounded me relentlessly, left me battered and bruised. Something keeps me going though. I don’t know what it is.

I’m sure people face more difficult things everyday, but I truly believe you just can’t worry about that. Look at what’s around you, who you influence, who matters to you and go with that. Become self-immersed and make sure you preserve, not just for yourself but for those who matter most to you. Keep that list small unless you’ve got a lot of yourself to pass around. I don’t have a whole lot of people on that list as I find it hard to uphold my end of the deal already. Hell, I have a hard time keeping promises I make to myself why should I burden so many others with promises I can’t keep.

I hate to consider that divinity has anything to do with how I get through life, but more and more I come to realize that someone is watching over me. I don’t know who it is, nor do I care so much to know who it is. I change who they are from day to day. I talk to this person, who I can’t see or actually communicate with. Hell, I might be crazy, who knows. Maybe it is the fact that I want someone to be there, making sure I am alright, helping me through the trenches.

I don’t even think it matters. Why should it. If I feel like someone is there, like someone is helping me, picking me up, giving me a break, why should it matter. I hate being “philosophical” or the term that this non-sense I am talking might be considered. I just feel that way though. I just know people will read this and think about how silly I might sound, but again I ask, why does it matter how silly I am being?

Maybe that’s just something you figure out when you start to get older? That it just doesn’t matter as much as you thought it did? The things that don’t matter, haha. That is, I think it means a lot to try and keep your word, even if you can’t keep it, but if you do everything in your power to try and stay true to that. However, I don’t think it is that important for people to understand you or how they might perceive you.

Hell, what do I know. I am young and still growing into manhood. I don’t even know if I will ever make it there. It seems like a far fetched dream. I don’t ever think I can live up to being my ideal man, I think that it might just be an ever changing, unreachable goal for me. I think every step I might take towards being that idea that the idea itself takes on a new meaning and steps further away.

The world tried to destroy me today, but I persevered because of my own fortitude and because someone was watching over me. For some reason I feel good about it, but maybe that’s the Evan Williams talking.

Yeah, I talk to him. Mostly when I see a plane in the sky and I am feeling the urge to let him know how things are going…