“The greatest tragedy of the family is the unlived lives of the parents.” ― Carl Jung
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Swag is for boys. Class is for men.
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Swag is the face you wear for the rest of the world. It's a defense mechanism - self preservation. It works well in bars, when you want to create that enviable aura around you. But when people start to know you, it'll wear off. In fact, coming close requires you to take off your swag. Your swagger doesn't doesn't mean you don't give a fuck. In fact, the bigger the swag, the more you care about what people think of you.
When your body is 65
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Everyone needs one thing in life that's going good. If your good thing is work, I feel sorry for you. If your good thing is partying with friends, you'll see a lot of partying. But that's about all you'll ever do. If your good thing is loving that special someone, it'll give you immense fulfillment for a long time. Except when it doesn't, and you'll be down in the dumps. If your good thing is something that gives you personal joy - painting, writing, photography, anthropology, philanthropy, reading, making plane models, pottery, or just plain ol' fixing things around the house. It's the only time you have that will guarantee you a good night's sleep every time you do it. Do something alone. Everyday if you can. It's the time you deserve to yourself and your happiness. Fight for this time. Be selfish for it. It's this time that'll keep you young at heart even when your body is 65.
Zero. Forever.
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Got my first flash of inspiration. Wrote a few lines. Gathered some applause. Felt invincible. Unstoppable. The next time, did something good too. Fueled more by excitement than by inspiration. Stuck the the recipe. Enhanced the good. Presented, confident. But applause was conspicuous by absence. Brought me back to the ground. But dejected not. Just in the know, I create best when I'm a no body.