When people read my blog, they probably think I am just a cynical guy, maybe a little emo, probably a little angry, and that I am just overall sorta unhappy and miserable. People would probably find it hard to believe that I actually have a woman who loves me.
Since high school, I always hated writing. Yet, oddly, it always came naturally to me. I communicate much better in text than I do in words. Writing this blog has turned my from hating writing, to loving it. Even when I know very few people read this, I get a certain satisfaction out of putting my thoughts down on “paper” in a place I know I will be able to look back on, and forever be able to evaluate my progress as a “writer”.
I have to say, the acceptance speech (text)/(video) last night by Barack Obama was one of the most passionate and inspiring speeches I have ever heard. I feel like I witnessed history. I felt the way I can only imagine people felt when they heard Martin Luther King Jr. speak. It actually inspired me to want to be a better person.
So, finally, it is here, good old election day. I voted, I did my part. Yay. I am glad it is over. Why am I so excited? Well, because, now I won’t have to listen to people talk about politics all day, and watch annoying tv commercials, that’s why.
On my last post, a commenter posed the question: What is Fulfillment? As with most philosophical questions, there is no real answer, but something worth talking about anyhow. Lately, I have been feeling quite, un-fulfilled, so maybe attempting to figure out what that actually means, will grant me some solace.