I wrote a post last week or maybe only a few days ago that I thought about taking down.
Because I wondered if it was too honest but not detailed enough for the honesty within.
I wondered how it would be understood or if it would be misunderstood and misinterpreted so I considered going to pull it down and then I heard my own voice.
“A post once written…”
The barn door is already open and the horses are running wild so even if it hasn’t been read it doesn’t matter. I’ll live with it and whatever comes of it.
That is what I do any way.
Besides, I got news today that made me wonder if some of what is contained within is inaccurate.
Wanted to pour a drink to celebrate but then I grudgingly reconsidered.
Sometimes I get this urge to vault over the banisters in the loft and see what happens.
Get the same urge to jump from the top part of the staircase to the tile floor too but neither is because I want to hurt myself.
Got no interest in that but am curious how the body will hold up.
Used to jump out of trees and off of rooftops because it was fun and sometimes I still think I am in my twenties.
Part of me wants to see if I can still do it and part of me wonders if I want to deal with recovery if it goes poorly.
I am still interested in being Steve Austin, bionics would be cool except for all the stuff that you have to go through to get them.
The real question of the moment is about discipline and making a few changes. The question isn’t can I do it because the answer is yes.
The better question is will I do it?
Can’t is a nonstarter and I rarely use it because I don’t like the tone it sets and sometimes tone is everything.
Got shpilkes so I am going to cut this short to get on the treadmill and blow off some steam. Will probably be on again later to write more.
Maybe even add to the other post or another piece because there is a difference between taking it down and writing more or new.