The Good Life

For the past 23 . 5 years i have constantly bathed in the sunlit rays of rising above negativity and adversity, never one to try and be positive or think positive thinking it just might be the corniest of corny porky lame things to listen to like when your mom told you that you come from a stork that delivered your ass at your parents doorstep or the time your grandmother said its bad luck to shave or cut your nails past 12am.

But as corny as i thought it would be i gave positivity a try and as corny as this is going to sound, it has pushed me to evolved a little bit more from being a fucking brat to a more responsible patient driven person. Ahh, the good life. I don't need people to tell me how good i look to feel good or how great i am because i am great; be it a DoTA-God or a crazily creative yuppie to a Zara-cufflink with high Chuck T's to work I am who I build myself to be, the young man who dreams of greatness and is taking the steps toward his dreams no matter how fuckin far-fetched it may seem.

For once in this short life i am content with what i have.. be it lacking in the as i imagined monetary freedom, i am happy. Positively happy at that.

Ha ha. Shen & Positivity. Fuckin insane and fuckin unbelievable.