He's been off in Japan for a while taking in Japanese baseball, among other things, and importantly taking time to just listen.
One of my favorite paragraphs in this blog of John's written yesterday (click the title link to John's entire post):
This is about us all. Every one of us. Who all seem to know deep down that it's incredibly hard to be alive and interact with the world around us but will try and cover it up at any cost. For as badass and unaffected as we try to come off, we're all just one sentence away from being brought to the edge of tears, if only it was worded right. And I don't want to act immune to that anymore. I took the biggest detour from myself over the past year, since I decided that I wasn't going to care about what people thought about me. I got to the point where I had so much padding on that, sure, I couldn't feel the negativity, but that's because I couldn't feel much of anything. And I think I'm done with that.
So much truth in what lies within that paragraph. I'm often quite guilty of that 'padding', and have out of necessity isolated facets of my life to maintain sanity and normalcy. Yet often in those efforts, the sanity and normalcy that I strive for are just an arm reach away.
Life comes at you fast, and it seems faster each day. Going out to public places you can feel it too. Folks are almost at a run through the grocery stores. Many don't even concern themselves whether they might be about to crash into that feeble elderly lady pushing her cart slowly up the aisle, or that run away toddler hell-bent on the toy aisle.
Driving the streets of Dallas you almost need a Nascar caliber vehicle to keep up with the masses whether you're on the freeway or a suburban street. School zones are a huge hazard zone in my area. Finally through much campaigning the ISD has established police officers at our busy four-way stop. The hapless crossing guard has - with kids in tow, almost been hit numerous times. Everyone of the opinion their agenda the most important, their lives the only one that matters. It's disheartening.
Returning back to John's post, he writes about ways he plans to renovate his life, to feel again, to enjoy himself while there is time, because as I said, life comes at you fast. He closes with:
Stop acting careless. In fact, care more. Be vulnerable but stay away from where it hurts. Read. See more shows. Of any kind. Rock shows, art shows, boat shows. Create more art. Wear hoodies to dinner. Carry a notebook and hand it to people when they passionately recommend something and ask them to write it down for me.
Root for others.
He's a wise guy for all of his thirty years. Thanks again John for sharing. That restlessness I felt upon awakening is lifting.
Here's one of the songs I love from John: "Belief"
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