I am what I am and that’s all that I am

3 December 2009 | 3 Comments » | phenom

I decided during lunch today to crank up the music and focus on getting a task done that’s been pushed aside for just over a week now.  Not that I’ve been procrastinating about it, but rather it’s gotten prioritized behind numerous other assignments that have come across my desk since; assignments of much greater importance than this one.

Anyway, I plugged in the headphones into my iPhone, tapped iPod, then Shuffle Songs.  I was greeted by Radiohead, which was followed by Kings of Leon.  I couldn’t have thanked my phone enough for that, really.  It’s turning into one of those days.  As I’m typing this, the third song comes on – “Wake Up” by Rage Against The Machine.  My phone must like the new shirt pocket I put it in earlier today.

You may be wondering if there’s a point here.  I guess so, I just haven’t gotten to it yet.  A Twitter follower asked me today how I could not accept a friend request from relatives.  It’s actually pretty easy, but made me think a little deeper.  First of all, my family is nuts, but whose family isn’t?  It’s not that I don’t want to include them in my life or anything like that, it’s just that, oddly enough, a place like Facebook is my cave, so to speak.  I love my family, I really do, and I’m sure I bring upon myself many of the impressions they get of me.  At the same time, however, I wish they’d recognize that I’ve always been a quiet, self-contained person and let something like Facebook go as just that.  That’s all it is. 

It’s easier said than done.  It’s inevitable that I’ll get “the call” asking if I’m mad at someone.  I get up in the morning, I go to work, I come home and hang with my wife and kids, I go to bed and get up the next morning to do it all over again.  Last night at 6:30 I decided I wanted to go buy some new clothes.  I fly by the seat of my pants a lot but hardly ever to anywhere exciting.  I love my life and the people who are part of it.  But I also love my time and space, and those closest to me realize that and give me that.  I’m no different than I was 30 years ago.  Just see that.  Accept that.