Straight Edge Life

Do you ever wish you lead a secret life? Things, they used to be hectic. They used to be intense. Sometimes it was because I made it so, other times it was just me holding on for dear life. These days I dream of interesting things but they don’t happen very frequently. I suppose I should be putting all this downtime to good use. I should take on the responsibility of any straight edge man and better myself. Learn, become strong in mind and body and be ready for the next hell storm that comes my way. And maybe I’m doing just that. I don’t know. But life isn’t very close to the bone these days and I don’t know if because of that, the conditioning that I’m doing is just lip service. Maybe it means nothing in the real world. The hell if I know. One of the few things I’ve learned recently is not to put myself in the line of fire. Don’t go looking for trouble. Don’t trouble trouble unless trouble troubles you. Sometimes I miss a bit of excitement. But it’s not exactly the kind of thing you want to manufacture. It’s much better to set yourself up to discover it. Does that makes sense?

Well it’s nearly 1 am on the day that I will close on my house. MY house. It’s damn weird to say that out loud. This big ass 4 bedroom house that’s 3x the size that I need. It’s a deal I can’t pass up but I’ll likely sell the house in 3 years and get something much smaller. In the meantime I’ll be looking for some straight edge roommates. In Eugene? Riiiight. Well, I can dream, right?