I made a plan for myself when I was young (probably too young to make a plan of such importance) to simply “give love and receive love”. I wasn’t talking about Hollywood candlestick love but “I’m right behind you” love. Somewhere along the way I lost this plan in the midst of being “hip” or being something that would make me stick around with people. It’s like I made a foundation of love and built my walls with paper that I could redo with the changing of the seasons. You can’t start building something with one idea and finish the rest with another. This is what I’m getting to; I think it’s time to get back to what made me myself in the first place and do right by that young man that had it all figured out in the first place. I thought if I wasn’t wearing the latest trends or saying the most clever things in a room of people then I’d be forgotten but if being forgotten is what it takes to give the people that I really love what they signed up for, then so be it.
I think it’s also about forgiving and letting go. I could sit around and bitch about the wrongs that have been dealt my way but for every tear I’ve cried, I’ve caused a million more. Don’t fear; We’ve been blessed with the ability to redo ourselves everyday and say that “the past isn’t real” and what I am today is.
and for those that sit around and wait for that “special someone”. Just relax. They’re out there. They’re not really with him or her, they’re just comparing and contrasting to get to you. They’ll get it right.
Alright, that’s it. It wouldn’t be of typical Jake Tosi fashion to be serious and not end it on a lighter note.
Lighter note: Two guys walk into a bar. (you know the rest)
Love you,
I.
It doesn’t matter how many calories you took in, what your hair looked like, who liked your facebook status, who said what, etc. The only thing I’m worrying about at the end of my day is how many more days I got after this last moment of consciousness on this particular day and how I can keep myself going to have more.
When everything meant everything.
Let a man be lost for once in his lifetime. To live out his whole life all in a night’s time. To sit in his own mind and stare out at the skyline. Know that he’s got plenty of time left in his lifetime.
I still got some runnin’ to do.
I’m never gonna find the perfect rhymes for heavier things.
I’m getting “I’ll learn to get by on the little victories” on my arm within the next month. Then I’m getting a picture of Marvin Gaye on my ass. (only one of these are true but the more I hear myself say it, the Marvin thing doesn’t sound that bad).
I’m going to start posting “lyrics of a day”. It should be known that they are not necessarily how I feel. Just good lyrics that happen to be posted on that particular day.
