07-06-2016, 02:52 PM
I think this is the real deal.
Feeling a little scattered now, but I have to write something, totally on the level. This has been a rough couple of years, really rough all around. Finally sorted out the job situation about six months ago, but struggling finishing some creative pursuits, struggling to give a sh*t enough to do more than get by. Seriously. A-1 problem is the ex, ex for nearly 10 years. And anyone who is the non-custodial parent knows what I'm talking about, dealing with that and, simultaneously, trying to move forward in other areas of life.
This is day 4, prior to that, 28 days on its predecessor. First thing I noticed was a boost in mood and a boost in motivation. In trying to set realistic expectations, going into this, my goals were to try to get some mojo -- get a freaking clue -- so that I could forget about looking for Miss Right or whoever. To kick my own *ss in effect, also, to see if the fact that there was any truth to the fact that the women who seem to respond yours truly who is in his mid-40's seem to be women a helluva lot younger. Sure, I'm friendly and respectful, and taking Occam's Razor to the situation, my assumption is that it's all been wishful thinking, and soon I'll be trading the Mazda 3 in for a unicorn. (Side note -- nothing here to suggest that Hugh Hefner has anything to be worried about, mind you ... but you get the drift.)
Today was the first day back to work today after a weekend of nothing-so-much. I am telling you, it was like laser focus. Nearly like seeing yourself cast on a screen, 100% locked in, doing everything you know you should do to get what you want, but, I dunno, just gave up on. Or something.
It's early to tell where this leads, but I am very, very optimistic.
Couple of words of caution to others:
* Be careful/mindful of your actions if your out on the town. I've never been a big drinker, but back in the day Mr. Hyde used to come out ... and could be very persuasive. (I'm refraining altogether until I get a better sense where this is going.)
* I inadvertently overexposed myself to the silent subliminal this weekend, and I'm cutting back to the advised 8 hours (creating a playlist to be sure).
Shout out to Shannon: I don't know what you did, but this is very, very powerful. Major kudos.
Feeling a little scattered now, but I have to write something, totally on the level. This has been a rough couple of years, really rough all around. Finally sorted out the job situation about six months ago, but struggling finishing some creative pursuits, struggling to give a sh*t enough to do more than get by. Seriously. A-1 problem is the ex, ex for nearly 10 years. And anyone who is the non-custodial parent knows what I'm talking about, dealing with that and, simultaneously, trying to move forward in other areas of life.
This is day 4, prior to that, 28 days on its predecessor. First thing I noticed was a boost in mood and a boost in motivation. In trying to set realistic expectations, going into this, my goals were to try to get some mojo -- get a freaking clue -- so that I could forget about looking for Miss Right or whoever. To kick my own *ss in effect, also, to see if the fact that there was any truth to the fact that the women who seem to respond yours truly who is in his mid-40's seem to be women a helluva lot younger. Sure, I'm friendly and respectful, and taking Occam's Razor to the situation, my assumption is that it's all been wishful thinking, and soon I'll be trading the Mazda 3 in for a unicorn. (Side note -- nothing here to suggest that Hugh Hefner has anything to be worried about, mind you ... but you get the drift.)
Today was the first day back to work today after a weekend of nothing-so-much. I am telling you, it was like laser focus. Nearly like seeing yourself cast on a screen, 100% locked in, doing everything you know you should do to get what you want, but, I dunno, just gave up on. Or something.
It's early to tell where this leads, but I am very, very optimistic.
Couple of words of caution to others:
* Be careful/mindful of your actions if your out on the town. I've never been a big drinker, but back in the day Mr. Hyde used to come out ... and could be very persuasive. (I'm refraining altogether until I get a better sense where this is going.)
* I inadvertently overexposed myself to the silent subliminal this weekend, and I'm cutting back to the advised 8 hours (creating a playlist to be sure).
Shout out to Shannon: I don't know what you did, but this is very, very powerful. Major kudos.
"I dunno. I didn't go into Burger King." -- Pulp Fiction
