Friday, November 30, 2012

high brain occupancy

Females. Is it such a focus of the 20-something male? Has it always been? Is it just me? I'd like to know, then I can work on figuring out why they are something I think about nearly every sleeping and waking hour of my life.

When I am with someone, that girl is nearly all that I see. I'm a loyal guy by nature. But the fact still remains in that I think about that girl throughout my day. I'll end up thinking things like: how great they are to me, something they did that confused me, how I couldn't wait for the next time we would have sex, a new idea I could do for them to impress them, a particular trait that I wish would change in them, or just an imaginary conversation in my head between the two of us. That girl is a relentless thought.

Yet even when I'm single, my focus is still women. I'm making plans, playing out conversations to make various girls laugh based off of their individual sense of humor, gauging things I like or don't like about them, texting and calling them, imagining the next level of a relationship with them, and wondering what exactly they think about me. Those girls are relentless thoughts.

All day long I'm checking my phone, playing the guy-likes gal game and cautiously calculating my moves in a way that helps me continue being myself without looking like a man-whore. What can I say, I feel more comfortable respecting a woman's boundaries.

Still, I didn't realize until recently that females occupy my thoughts all day. What gives? Isn't that kind of a big deal; that I spend so much of my time focusing on that? At least it hasn't become a distraction...or has it? 

Perhaps it is simply a need that I am trying to fill. Perhaps it is a temporary facet of my life until I get older. Perhaps it is society. And perhaps it will be something I will manage the rest of my life. Interestingly enough, I just want one. Just one. I want mine, damn it. Females.

Monday, November 05, 2012

a couple of things

I feel nearly the exact same dissatisfaction with my life that I did a year ago right now. Despite all the changes I've made: the different relationships, the different city, the different job, the different effing haircut...I'm still angry.

Hmm, it must be me. Well no shit. It just makes me wonder if it was even worth it to leave in the first place. Let me back up again, why have I always looked ahead? Why have I been so eager to move on and run away to the next place? Why can't I just sit still!?

I don't want to cry because it feels like admitting that I give up
I was always working so hard to make sure that you got enough
But these sleepless nights and heavy heart
Make me want to rip what we built apart
It's funny how feelings can be so fleeting and yet at other times so concrete
And with us it seems like those emotions were incomplete
I don't know what else to do to try and make myself happy
But numb that memory for now and pretend to be laughing

I'll be okay in my own time and in my own way
Because the sun will rise tomorrow again and bring another day

God I can't take this anymore...