Growing up is baby steps

The amount I've told people the importance of having an outlet the past 2 years. The amount of times I've asked that to others. But, whenever someone asked me, I said my outlet was talking to others. Which isn't very healthy because an outlet should be something that you control that you can go to whenever you need it. Talking to others means relying on others. This put me in some very difficult situations, and caused me many difficult moments of not knowing what to do except continuously calling and texting people. It's good to reach out to people, don't get me wrong. But it's also good to have outlets. Tonight I came home from work. Work gets me going. I'm running around and doing a lot of stuff. I wrote not too long ago that it's hard for me to calm down after work. Tonight I came home, and I knew I needed to do something. I could've gone out, I could've grabbed a drink from my fridge, but I didn't. Instead I sat down and just played my bass for awhile. Damn it felt good. My fingers running back and forth on the frets. Strumming the strings with my pick. Knowing the songs well enough to just close my eyes and get lost for a minute. This is my outlet. I'm going to read a little. Hopefully tomorrow I will get up early and go surfing before working a double. Being tired at the end of the day and still happy means that you owned the shit out of that day. Dear tomorrow, my goal is to own the shit out of you.

Btw, writing this one, it felt real. I've been wanting to say that for the past few blogs, but I guess I've been kind of forcing it. I'm not with this one. It felt good to write.

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