old fool

The Megabus is becoming like my second home. Long bus rides don't phase me anymore. That's evident when a 3 hour bus ride to Aunt Reenie's is a short trip. The bus isn't really as bad as I make it out to be.

Sure it's usually uncomfortable as all hell and occasionally you get stuck with some prick, but for the most part it isn't all bad. Sometimes you even get stuck next to someone cool. Someone who makes you think.

People who can make you think are only bested by the ones who can make you dream.

Dreamers are the coolest people. They're the ones with so many thoughts running through their heads they need to use the time sleeping to live out what they couldn't with their eyes open. I don't dream as much as I used to, but when I do it's usually about people. The events surrounding them is always blurry but the people are cemented in my mind.

I think that's because I'm a people person. Not in the sense of being really outgoing and friendly, but rather in the sense of I like being with people. To me it isn't about the time or the place it's about the people you're with. I wouldn't want to spend a year vacationing in the Bahamas alone as much as I'd want to spend three hours trapped on a bus with someone close to me.

I guess calling it trapped isn't right though. I would gladly choose to be there.

I'd like to be there right now actually.

All the space in the world by myself would never be as comfortable as a crammed space with someone close to me.

Ride with me and you'd understand.

It'll be lonely if you let it be that way, but it doesn't have to be.

Sometimes I almost wish certain times could stop and play over again. I almost do. 

But if I stopped time and reran the things that already occurred there would be no such thing as the future. And that'd be a damn shame. Our future isn't certain, anything but, but our future is bright. Bright in the sense of possibilities.

Possibilities are intoxicating. Potentiality is intoxicating. People, places, and things are intoxicating.

Love is by far the most intoxicating thing.

Love is also by far the most confusing thing.

It leaves you sitting in your chair looking out at the city. Wondering. About who? About what?

About the form of it all. Not the individual, but about how each individual plays into the grand scheme of things. How each individual action has deeper repercussions than we can see or understand.

Every action we take complicates life. But a life without complications wouldn't be much of a life at all.

A life without a little mystery and puzzlement wouldn't be much of a story.

I want my life to be a story.

I want some puzzlement and questioning, some adventure and some reasoning, some love and learning. I want it all and then some.

I want to see what all is out there.

I bet you'd be up for that wouldn't you?

NP: Grand Theft Autumn- Fall Out Boy