I have woken up, had some breakfast and I have stated my day worrying about how I am going to survive the world, what I'm going to do with my time and what this will do to me and my body. This is something that has affected me for a long time and trying to chance my P.O.V is proving difficult and thus leads me to worry again.
I worry about silly things that I have no ability to chance or time to alter. I think of all the things that I could do to improve myself but do not have the time to do so. I want to do these things to make myself fell better but money, time and, most importantly for me, the fun factor does not always agree with me and it makes me a little sad. Maybe that is why I do stand up comedy. In my comedy, I can talk about things that interest me, things that I remember about my childhood and things that I have seen in the world. It gives me a chance to ask the audience:
"Here is how I see the world. Do you agree or disagree with my opinion? If you agree, please laugh in my general direction."
Maybe that is just me but its the little things that keep me going. After all, I have so much other crap to worry about.
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