Keep My Ocean Calm

I feel like I’ve reached a crossroads in my life. I think most people realize they’re at one before they decide which path to follow; but it’s always been my nature to run with my head down and look up only once I start to question where I’m at. Maybe that’s not the smartest way for someone to live their life, but who’s judging?

I call a red Ford e350 XLT home. I share it with seven other guys who have become my brothers. We’ve literally spent more hours inside the doors of this red van racing over miles and miles of black asphalt than we have outside. It’s enough to get to know someone pretty well…. in this case, seven someones.

I’m fairly healthy and in a general sense I think I’m happy. That’s more than what a lot of people can say. That fact makes me grateful and humbles me into realizing what I have and what I’ve been given from Something much larger than myself.

There are areas in my life that have been neglected. I realize that.

I am an introvert in my own skin.

To be honest with you, it gets pretty blurry a lot of the time, like which parts are me and which ones are other things that are being employed to get my point across or make my life seem more absolute.

It’s hard to swim in a scene so shallow.

Sometimes I try and convince myself that I don’t know anybody, and nobody knows me. Like we just spend our whole lives guessing at what’s going on inside everyone else and when we happen to get lucky and guess right, we think we “understand” them. Haha. Such nonsense. Even a monkey at a computer will type a word now and then.

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