It seems that clarity can almost rip us out of whatever kind of shit we have gotten ourselves into, but the question is whether or whether not it IS clarity or a moment of insanity. We see change as leaps of faiths into disarray and confusion, but I ask you….. why the hell not leap? My only regrets in life thus far are not living more freely. Not leaping more often. I once left the country with $365 in my pocket to stay in Asia for a month. (It worked out). Irresponsible you say? No, not at all. I am fully accountable for the chaos I leap into, but that’s what life is about for me. The chaos, adventure, and the experiences, these things are what get me through the shit I am in. Is it clarity? Is it whiskey? (Maybe a bit of both) I will try to take a shot for all those that appreciate this piece. The night is young, and I have a lot of “shit” to get into my friends. Have fun, and for god’s sake live!
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