So everytime I sit down to write a blog that is not about radom silliness (sillyness?) who cares, I end up getting to flustered to write about anything. I guess it is kind of like when you get sick of having deep conversations. My friend Matt and I had a discussion about how sometimes the people you have the deepest conversations with end up being the people who you talk to least. I think this is because A) it never really amounts to anything worthwhile or B) It never really amounts to anything worthwhile. I was going to have something else for "B" but "A" pretty much sums it up. There is only so many times you can come to the conclusion that what you do in your day to day life/work is pretty much meaningless. Then again, is it as meaningfull as anything else you could be doing? Who knows. The point is that deep conversation (which is most of the time the only type of conversation I enjoy having) usually for me leaves me more depressed. And to quote "Waking Life" leads me to the question of "Which is the most prominent human characteristic, FEAR or LAZINESS?" I believe it is a combination of the two.
The point is this. Whatever it is that you do with your day to day life is because you choose to. Although that sounds relatively simple, it isn't. Our lives are made up of the things that we convince ourselves we have to do, in reality we do not have to do anything. I could go get in my car right now and drive to Mexico and never be heard from again. So could you. So next time you get down on yourself for doing things that you "Have to do", Remember, that whatever it is you are doing is comendable, because it was your choice. Taking care of your baby is comendable, because some do not. Saying "I love you" to someone is comendable, because some do not.
The reason I hear "Brad, you are crazy" at least once a week is because that is how I make the moments when deep conversation is damn near impossible tolerable. The only way to not make yourself crazy thinking about the meaning of life, for me, is take most of it with a grain of salt. Not putting much importance on anything.
I guess the only point of this is to say that if one day anyone of you dissappears, know that I understand and I will probably see you in Mexico soon.