Road Trip (A Metaphor For Life At Age 23)

Wow...this has definitely been a great ride thus far. Regardless of the ups and downs this year and the past, I've been fortunate as of now to run into such wonderful peeps (and weird ones like myself...lol). THIS definitely goes out to all my bros and sisters here in Mississauga and all around the world, biological and not who've helped me and kept me wanting more.

Readers, I will definitely get all mushy and deep, because I'm awake, and full of chicken (thanks guys, all-you-can-eat wings...haha). Well, it'll go a little something like this...

I know there's a couple of peeps out there who are really trying to "redefine" themselves (even as I write this, I'm really trying to make sense of what I'm goin through), trying to get out of problems and issues, getting over people who they've liked and disliked. Or trying to gain more responsibilities, love more people or hate more people with more passion (haha). But really, it's cool to have those times...they're tests to make you try to improve yourselves and become that positive person that is so far from where you are that that person is not even conceivable at the time(well, maybe not yet, maybe a little later in life). As long as you've got some kind of goal (even planning to go hang with that friend you haven't seen in a long time, or going to go brush your teeth in the morning), regardless of how mundane, it seems it's a part of the whole "journey" all the way up to that point, and these goals give you more experiences and opportunities to which you can compare with. So why would you need all these things? Well, for me anyway, they give me a chance to really appreciate the small times of joy, even if it seems sometimes that I don't. I try to suck it all in now, as they call it, so that I'll at least try to remember that, "Hey, this was a good time," and move on to the next unknown moment.

So far I've noticed that, regardless of how many detours you take in life, how many signs come up showing how much time or distance you've got left or if you're goin down the right path, or how many traffic jams you'll be in, or how many times you've got to park at the rest station to take a break. Regardless of the rainy weather, hunger, restlessness, fights with the people in the car...it seems that that particular road trip will always lead you down the road to where you gotta be, even if it doesn't seem like it at the time. All those so-called mistakes that were made, all of those great times spent laughing, those seemed to be the points that make you who you are and aspire to be. Not the road, but what was going on inside the car that really counted...

I remember reading somewhere that reminiscing was a sign of not being able to look at the current fun in life (or the lacking of fun in the present). That's all good, and it seems like a valid point. But for me anyway, I reminisce not because I'm bored with my life now, or because I wished it was better - but only because I try not to forget, and remind others to try not to take for granted those times that were great and even those that seemed bad. Those times in the past are the only things in life that other people can't mess up, or touch-up, and that's what is so great about them. haha

Sometimes I do regret the decisions I've made or the people I've met that I'll never seem to talk to again. But, it doesn't really matter right now...cause I know that I met that person, and I will always remember that that person or decision came upon me and me alone, which makes that moment of decision or acquaintance a moment that changed my outlook on life forever (and there's hopefully). And, I know that my future is guided upon my experiences just as much as luck or fate are big parts of it. And I definitely will not turn my back now, on things that seem to be feaseable and those that seem impossible. The sky is definitely the limit, and if it doesn't work out now, I know it will later on in a different way as long as I keep pushing to some goal.

To the peep who's out there and sorta lost...no worries, we're all there with you. Even me, and you're not forgotten and I'll definitely not forget about you now and give up.

So what about the future you may be asking? Well, I won't know and neither will all of you. You could die tomorrow, or win the lottery and become a rich snob. haha It's all about luck...or "fate". So these peeps who I know, or those that stumble upon this entry and read it, remember that you spent the time even reading this blog either by intention or accident. And hopefully you'll come by and check up, with me and your own past, just to get a little happy with the now. Enjoy the road trip, and I hope you stay in the car...even if it's in mine (get in my car!! jk).

Rick James

PS

Thanks Jay for the plug...haha...you the man! Please people, if you're in downtown Toronto, go visit the Mirvish Bookstore and check out my painting! I'm very happy about it...it's on till the 22nd of May, and you can check out the store's website at http://www.dmbooks.com. That's all for now...peacee.