After several days here in our lovely city of juarez of intense heat and scorching sun. i decided to go out and see if i could enjoy and evening walk. lately i have been going out for a jog around 12 at night, so this time i tried a little less extreme and set out to walk around nine-ish which is when the sun has barely set and there is not much people wandering out on the streets, i couldn't so i just waited until it was the time and set out to do my thing.
my point you see(if i ever have a point i guess), it's that i began thinking about a certain topic of common interest to most people, well, young people. that is, what is in itself being a good citizen all about? how can one achieve such status and how can one preferably enjoy that, instead say, an opulent life subsidised by the organized crime groups that all of us love and enjoy hearing stories about. and i came to think about this, because several days ago i had almost been shot to death by a stray bullet, when some gangster looking lads decided to open fire on some people in the middle of the street and i just so happened to be there. now, to me the obvious decision is to go for the upright citizen and be good and all that yada-yada. and as i ran past the local seven-eleven place, i ocurred to me. it's maybe, just maybe and im not defending actions or decisions made by these people. but to me it seemed possible that to these people, this sort of behaviour is as normal as taking a jog at 12 at night in one of the most violent and insecure cities of the country, which to me seems normal. to them, killing and such is in a way normal just like i think of my jogs as harmless. So i ask myself, when did i decided what normal is or isn't? hard right? since im not heterophobic, what am i then?
i just hate the way things are turning out. lonerism takes a quick grasp of ones' self and it feels empty all the time, just like making that turn on main street that will take you all the way back home, and yet one does not feel ever at home at all. it is too late to try and change a bad decision, but one can always improve the outcome.
by the way, she's just taking a nap here next to me, looks so peaceful and reminds me of the woman that once filled my life. sorry for ruining things for all of us love. sorry for the ugly bad times. i kiss you with envy at your state.
2 comments:
Um, para mi que lo normal y lo normal no existe, solo depende de los axiomas de cada quien. En mi mente, algo normal es algo que sea armónico tanto para mi como para el mundo.. pero sé bien que no todo mundo piensa así, cada quien tiene derecho a escojer sus versiones de lo que es normal.
P.D. Quiero que mi novio cuando me vea dormir con la babita de fuera se emocione también :) es tan cute
hmmm... ps los axiomas en si no varian de persona a persona, son mas bien como 'leyes' de cosas.
y shhhh con lo de la babita, ok? jojojoj
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