Is it really stalking?

When I get bored at work, I Google. No, I don't google myself, if I tried that I'd probably get caught. I google people. Which people? Well, if I know your first and last name odds are I've googled you. And you didn't even know it. *I will not take responsibility for any paternity tests issued on the claims of my googling however*

Classmates from school K-College
Co-Workers
Friends, Enemies, Frenemies
Clients

There is no malice in my googling, I just like having as much information in my head as possible. If I knew you, it's nice to know how you're doing. If I've just met you, it's nice to know what you've been up to. The best decisions are always made when you have the most information on the subject as possible, so why not? I'm definately not trying to reconnect with everyone or fantasize about "what if" scenarios, I just enjoy knowledge. On many instances while reminiscing with friends they have said "remember s0-and-so, I wonder what happened to them" and I've actually at times been able to respond and tell them what they've been up to. I don't deny where I get my information, it's no secret as anyone can find it but by knowing it I've made the friend I want to keep happy by answering their question. And by making them happy, I've made myself happy, and the world is a better place. Yay!

Which reminds me of a Seinfeld episode...

Seth: Jerry? It's me Seth! Remember, we used to hang out with Moochie.
Jerry: Seth! How are you?
Seth: Good
Jerry: What's Moochie up to?
Seth: He's dead.

Same Trend

Although I'm getting stronger, repeating bad trends is NEVER a good thing.

Relapse, Rebuild, Restart, Move Ahead...

After "Move Ahead" there really should be nothing, moving ahead is the final goal. I want my life to be like the Rules of Physics; "An Object In Motion Will Remain In Motion". Problem is I keep stopping myself and pulling myself back to the beginning.

Why?

Good question, I'm trying to figure it out.

I wish my past didn't cause the present to be thought to be more then it is.

I am a lost, lonely little boy.

When I try to do what I feel will make me better, it only makes things worse.







I am however, at 18 days and climbing.


I wish you could see the you that I see. I wish I could be the me that you see.