Are What They Are

It’s a semi-sunny day outside, yet my ass has been sitting in this house for two days. Now all my positive attitude friends out there would say, “Get off my ass and go outside”. But my practical side knows that even though it’s a pleasant 63° outside. I also know that every gnat in a ten county area is wide awake and ready to lite. So me and Buffy quietly lay here waiting on nothing in particular simply watching the moments pass. Hey! I can’t help it if I’ve learned to not upset the applecart as it goes. But sometimes things are what they are.
 
Living under no illusion that I’m either right all the time or wrong most of the time. I do my best to let the opinion of others roll off my back. But when you carry two distinct personality types, it can a bit tricky. When writing I can be thoughtful, observant, and even encouraging. But in the real world I tend to display a more jovial and opinionated attitude. So which one’s the real one? Who the hell knows. We just try to co-exist with one another and try not to take each other out.
 
So there you have it, the complexity of the human mind. Living in a whirlwind of extremes that may seem a little peculiar to talk about. But not at all hard to live with in the real world. It’s just that we have to understand most everyone else lives with these same complexities. That when painting people with a broad brush often leads to misunderstanding and hate. I don’t want to hate, but honestly there are times when I do. It’s sad to know you want to do better, but you can’t. But discipline, determination, and awareness can open your eyes to a whole new world of joy. If you’d only let it. What part of yourself would you rather serve? The compassionate part or the hateful?