Curiosity Killed the Cat

Ohhhhh life life life. This blog has been dormant for awhile. Mostly because I simply cannot figure out how much of my real personal life I want to share on a public platform. But I can sum it up...as much as I can sum anything up haha.
Basically the image of life that I've been grasping into for the last five years has now changed. In a day (or a month, or a year depending on your interpretation) , life has changed and I am on a completely new journey. Within a day, I lost best friends and things will never be the same as they once were. But also within a day, a new fire can erupt. A new passion call be filled, a new life can be created. Ultimately  what you choose to do in a time of distress builds you or breaks you, but the CHOICE is yours. The choice is mine. Now to make dreams happen.
On a side note. It's funny how people have the tendency to gossip about EVERYTHING!! In my office it is so fascinating to watch news spread like wildfire..this office door closing, that whisper...all of a sudden people are asking questions when I haven't told them a single thing haha. The irony is that these are people who are in professions where confidentiality and respect for anther person are two of the main components but YOU KNOW that's my little rant for the day.
Last random note for the day. I seriously wanna get a tattoo of my cat :D how adorable would that be. I'm totally doing it. Sometime when I'm not driving I'll write about other interesting things...like the  walking monk, intentions and expectations, my puppies, the adventures of my cat, this trip out west, more life and more drama...the usuals.

Assssholes Unite

Wisdom teeth have officially knocked me on my butt for the last week. I thought that day by day they would get better, but turns out that they progressively got worse. I've been taking more Tylenol than a person needs to, but I cannot function otherwise. It's crazy how one area of pain can literally reach through your entire body. Anyways, here's hoping that I'm through the majority of pain and that it will get better from here on out after re-visiting the dentist yesterday. Seriously, I'd get 100 more tattoos before having him fuck with my dry socket again. Just thinking of the pain makes my back arch in pain. Other than this, I've been thinking soo much about how we treat people in our lives. Lately I've received good treatment from some people, "OK" treatment from some people, and downright shitty treatment from some people. It's funny how your opinion of people can change as they begin to treat you differently. It's also funny how people can shift how they treat you without you really doing anything to cause the shift. Does that make sense? I let people play with my emotions more than I need to, and to be honest I'm really really really sick of it. All I want to do is focus on myself (sounds bad, right?) and do what I need to do. Go where I need to go. Not give a fuck about who says what, who wants me to do this or that. So, it's time to do that...I just need a few things ironed out...like where exactly I'm going and what exactly I'll do HA but...other than that...it's time. But a few questions will always remain...like why do people treat others like crap at all? Even someone you have the teeniest amount of respect, admiration, like, trust, whatever, with or for.. why treat them poorly at all? Why treat ANYONE poorly? What does it do for you? But on the other hand, I get it. I've chatted with a friend recently about the benefits of guys being assholes. They're assholes because they can be. Because they get away with it. Because somehow, they continue to "win" despite treating people like crap. Until they stop "winning" from acting the way they do, they'll never stop. They'll never show real respect, and they'll never truly be themselves in a relationship. And as I re-read this, I realize how contradictory I am. I can bitch about treating people like crap...but as if I haven't done the exact same thing. Fuck. Eye opening little blog post, here. Depressssing.

Dreaming about Reality

Thoughts. Dreams. Reality. How do you separate them? How do you relate them? How do you pull it all together? And then what happens? Happiness and peace? Or regret and defeat? 
Everyone has dreams; to own a house, to get married, to travel the world, to be independent; whatever. Each individual has unique and special dreams that they hold dear to their hearts. Seeking fulfilment from a dream is what keeps us going as human beings. Seeking for growth and change and achievement keeps us going. 
Then comes in reality. Bills, money, barriers, hurt feelings; whatever. Fear could almost be listed as a reality, but to say that is ludicrous. Fear is based on unreality. 
Each of our dreams and each of our realities bring us to a different spot in life, a different fork in the road, a different crossroads. But the question for me right now is: when or how do we know that our dreams are unrealistic? Maybe more importantly, how do we know when they're realistic, when they're achievable, and when they'll pay off? Or do we ever really know, it's just taking the risk that can prove it right or wrong?