Seize the Day

Last night I had a dream that it was the future. I had given up on my path in life, and returned to Ohio in defeat, to start over again.

The entire dream was filled with feelings of regret about the choice. I walked around in the rain with a photo album highlighting all the good times I had in California, all the cool people I knew, and the cool person I once was. By contrast, once I was in Ohio, I was back to being a nobody, who didn’t know anybody, and didn’t do anything.

The “cool” me of the past was a punk and a cad. He played by no rules and defied society. He knew people of like mind: difficult to share life with, yet sharing life with them was fulfilling and intense. By contrast, the failed me who had given up in defeat was trying to do things the right way. I was trying to live a normal life, have a 9 to 5 job, and be a good boy that mother would approve of.

“Blue Veins” by the Raconteurs played on a loop in the dream’s background.

Then I woke up, and it dawned on me: I’m not in Ohio. I haven’t given up; I haven’t failed at life yet. There’s still a chance to hold onto all the awesome things in life.

It’s a new day. Screw the Man.