ME.

I've been thinking about myself a lot lately. Not in a vein way, but in a reflective way. Trying to examine my character and look for ways to be a better man. I have a lot of obstacles in the way of feeling proud of myself. But there is joy, regardless. One thing I've noticed is I am the least patient person in the world. I hide this well. I've even been mistaken as a patient person from time to time. Truth is, I hating waiting for anything that is good. I can barely wait to see what's at the other end of my life (NO, I'm not suicidal, been there, done that). The thing is, is that I, while not patient, am very good at hiding that fact from others, and myself. When something is going on with a friend and they can't wait for whatever information it is that they're waiting on, I just say "relax, nothing is going to change if, good or bad, you knew right now". I'm no "Guru", I just fake it. Pretending to have great advise is a good way to figure out how much you actually know. I think that's what a lot of people do to an extent because if not, why is it that so many people give good advise and make poor life choices? Ding, Ding, Ding...Oliver is the winner here! But in between faking it and learning from my inevitable mistakes made from not taking my own fake advise, somewhere down the line my advise will be considered sage, and there will be some validity to it.

Does this make sense? I ask any random stranger who might read this to comment on it and tell me if you're the same way.

(This blog went somewhere I did not intend for it to go)