I have the urge to get a tattoo today. NOW. There are two that I have wanted for a while (geeky math stuff and a Beckett quote). Lately I am feeling the weight of having lived such a limited, controlled life. Everything has been so “careful.” I have such strong urges to do some thrilling things, to live a little, ya know? Not jump out of airplanes, do heroin while bungee jumping, or have unprotected sex with an entire fleet of Navy sailors.
No, I’m just sick of being in this tiny little box that I made for myself. Not entirely sure what to do with all this. Will get a tattoo, because it is meaningful to me and have wanted it for years, but I gotta come up with some things to do to jump start living, before I die! A friend of mine likes to say, Get busy livin,’ or get busy dyin.’
Blerg. Life is so odd. I feel like there was some major, unidentified shift in my world in the last six months. Everything is off kilter, with no way of returning to the way things were, in terms of my thinking, my way of relating to friends, the way I think about work, etc. It is not bad. In fact I know it is a good thing overall and probably a major spiritual gift, but my internal tectonic plates do not match up anymore and I am not sure how to navigate my own mental/physical landscape anymore.
I know that a couple friends are wondering why I am so unavailable these days. But I feel like I can’t go back to playing the normal game of talking/thinking about superficial things, and discussing the new fuckwit so and so is dating, or what to wear to next week’s party. And no, I don’t want to go to that party. Would rather be by myself. Unfortunately, these two friends live in my same apartment building, so it is challenging to avoid them (makes me feel like a bitch, but oh well). Oddly enough, this is not depression or antisocial behavior, which is strange. I have had plenty of experience with both, and this feels quite different.
Getting so philosophical, I know. But I feel like I have been playing a placid game of Monopoly with the world for a decade, then one morning I woke up and the world around me was still playing that same game of Monopoly, but suddenly I was engaged in a wild game of high stakes poker, betting all my chips on a single hand, and wondering why the hell I can’t relate to all these Monopoly people any more. Make sense?
I feel full of this strange energy that reminds me of anger, but it is not anger. Totally new. It’s like a jiggly combination of:
- Defiance
- I dare you
- Fuck it
- Giddy freedom
- Why the hell not???
- Just do it fer cryin’ out loud
- Fed up with the old way, ready for …And now for something completely different…
- Am I really who they think I am?
- Sick of play-acting with everyone to keep the peace
- Tired of the roles you keep telling me that I should play. So I’m not gonna. KTHXBAI.
Hah! Just typing that list cracks me up and makes me feel better. It’s all good, it’s all fine, it’s where I am supposed to be. But I have to accept that my moving forward is likely going to piss off some folks very close to me, and I may lose their friendship. That fear has kept me in check for years, but shit, what has it gotten me? Just more fear, and more of a small life framed by resentment.
Thanks for listening.
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