WTF

(this was written - 11/05)
So here I am married with children. Happy that I have that going for me. BUT! I realize that I am an individual. I am important. The things I do are for me as well as the kids, the wife, etc.

I don't really know what my point is beside the fact that I have had a few beers and am feeling the need to post things about myself or yet worse my thoughts in an online diary.

Hmmmm our need as humans to catalog, name, label, understand, or to pretend that we understand. This is perhaps the worst part. Pretending to have an answer to somthing that we do not. As if we really knew that we are totally out of control and that we are not in fact the center of the universe is somthing I notice people struggling with all the time. Now when I say this I don't mean that I believe that people are struggling with the idea that they have a hard time with. Rather, just an innate thing like pooping after your food digests.