It ain’t me

The hills have eyes!  Oh, wait, wrong movie.Not too long ago I was chatting with a guy in some forum, and he was offering some advice on getting by. Essentially, he said, you have to stop caring, so that you can be objective and move forward with your life.

This sounds okay, in theory, I guess; but really I have a hard time letting go, of anything. Good or bad. I just have to overthink it for a long time, and then still not let go. Not very objective, but hey, I have to be honest with myself and realize how I work.

So, yeah, I know that crack isn’t good for me, but that doesn’t mean I can just stop cold turkey, not without some research and talking with people about it and a lot of hand-wringing and agonizing and joking about it first. Then, maybe, I can move ahead, while the choir belts out a chorus of “I told you so.”

(my software suggested I tag this post with rum, so wtf, I’m gonna do that. Maybe something good will come of it)