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Often times, when I write weblog entries, I write in very vague terms. Sometimes, this is done unintentionally. Other times, this is done on purpose either to withhold details that would be inappropriate to disclose or to act as a mechanism to produce a specific literary effect. A consequence of this is that readers have sometimes drawn their own conclusions with the few details provided leading to misinterpretation. This particular weblog entry has been misinterpreted by others in the past. If you're unsure about something that I've said and are interested in knowing more, let's talk.
Friday, 2010 August 27 9:52 PM MDT — Arvada, Colorado UNITED STATES
I'm curious how it works out for an alcoholic who's come close to overcoming his addiction only to be ruined at the last minute due to coming into contact with the object of his addition once again. When an addiction is present, there's nothing else that I seem to want to think about. Given enough time, it seems that I can almost forget to become addicted. Yet, with just one small stimulus, all of that can be undone almost overnight. The stimulus, no matter how minor, can creep its way into my dreams — a once familiar yet now almost foreign emotion can embed itself in the familiar once again. Despite all the effort that was taken to eliminate it, with no effort whatsoever, it puts itself back in centre court.
Quote to ponder: “All men are tempted. There is no man that lives that can't be broken down provided it is the right temptation put in the right spot.” — Henry Ward Beecher
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Friday, 2010 August 13 8:41 PM MDT — Arvada, Colorado UNITED STATES
“We can only be as good as the rest of the world will let us be.”
There are some things that people might not know about you… and it's not because they're such a scandalous secret: you just never bothered to tell anybody about it.
My senior year of college, I woke up in places that had weird names such as Weddington, Watts and Elm Springs1. Often, the morning would greet me as I slept in the backseat of my car with cold 5:00 AM air and a mean headache as a result of spending the better portion of the evening in an uncomfortable, cold vehicle. I would wake up in these unique locations because I was getting away from what I thought at the time was a colossal mistake. I'm not really in the elaborating mood right now. I feel like skipping to the end and telling you the lesson that I learned.2
We can only be as good as the rest of the world will let us be, and we can't blame the rest of the world for not letting us be good to it. I've been so mixed up thinking that the world's been doing me wrong while trying to do me good that I've been too blind to see how my efforts to do good aren't appreciated.
Quote to ponder: “I hope that someday we will be able to put away our fears and prejudices and just laugh at people.” — Jack Handey
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My name is Daniel. I do what any pissy, twenty-five-year-old child of the millennium does: I blog. I just kept doing out when it went out of style.
Also, I'm very vague.