Sunday, May 07, 2006

Aggressive Therapy

Drink to loneliness.
Drink to hopelessness, helplessness.
Whatever you do, don't drink to good times and blue skies.
Because that's not what this is here for.
Club life is the kind of aggressive therapy where if you punch a hole in the wall, or throw something shatterable, it means you've learned something about yourself. Despite the look of it, this behavior is not some violent escapism. It's dealing with real problems from unconventional angles.
Scream. Shout profanities. Wallow in it. Run away, disappear. Just don't delude yourself. Your life is not perfect. It doesn't have to be.
It's not going to be. The secret of life isn't waiting to be discovered by a lifetime of experience and careful contemplation. The answers are not in the future. They're right here.
So drink up. This is all we get.
...It's the kind of advice you can't get from your doctor.

1 Comments:

Blogger tvdthanh said...

Things are beginning to darken here. But I like the progression of the lines nonetheless.

Tue Oct 30, 01:42:00 AM 2007  

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