Tonight I share two of my favorite quotes.

"And your nothing special... except... what if you are?"

"Behind the hatred there lies a murderous desire for love"

I have been lazy. Since I've gotten down here, I've done push-ups every morning when I get up. Started with 20 a morning, and worked my way up. I've done 47. Not yet 51 (I don't like the number 50 so I wouldn't stop there). About a week ago I stopped. I haven't done them in a week. I feel weak. I don't have the motivation to do them for myself anymore. Something is wrong. Maybe something bigger is going on here. I need to figure shit out. I need to get off my ass. Here's to hoping tomorrow morning is different.

I want to explain something also. I feel like my last blog post wasn't my best, even when I was writing it. I didn't really like it. "Then why did you post it Kevin?" Good question! I post those because I want to be real. Real doesn't mean always having the right words, and feeling like we have things figured out. Sometimes being real means screaming "FUCK" at the top of your lungs, or being defensive, or feeling lost and lonely. I post the things I write because I believe that people could relate to them, and maybe take something out of it. So I hope that people remember that we aren't always perfect. If I post something and it's not great, then I'm human. Every time I share something I am showing you a little more of who I am. I don't want you to only see the good sides. I want you to know the struggles too. I'm okay with you knowing my flaws. Here's my heart in my out-stretched arms. You can walk away, you can embrace it and show me yours, or you can throw it to the ground. I'm giving you the power. Use my words to motivate yourself, or use them against me. The choice is yours.


Currently listening to: http://www.jacksmannequin.com/tour
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