Monday, November 3, 2008

Happiness & Me

I am at a loss for words. Here is the thing; I don't want to be depressed. I'm not a wallower. And yet I tried, I tried so fucking hard to buy-in. To everything. But it's a lot of work. And me, I'm just not cut out for work. I like to sit around and think. But thinking does not bring success. And success brings happiness. So it's no wonder the great thinkers of the world were so unhappy.

Am I one of the great thinkers of the world? A lot of the time I think: Yes. I am. And I say Fuck being humble. I may be unhappy but I know where my strengths lie. It seems 98% of the people I meet are dumber than me. Most have no excuse. Books; they were made to be read.

This post was edited because I felt it could be written better, I like to go back and change things

2 comments:

The Sundance Kid said...

No one wants to be depressed. And happiness doesn't always spawn from success. There have been times when I've done well at something, but I still felt unfulfilled. Theoretically, I should have been happy, but hell, I wasn't.

Urban Folk said...

Ha! The hell with modesty; agreed. People are generally stupid, and I don't have a lot of patience for stupid people. If only more people would pick up a book now and again, instead of the TV remote or the fucking Wii controller or whatever. Rest easy knowing you're not *quite* alone.