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All Aboard the Drama Express


Do you ever wake up in the morning and you just know it’s going to be, “one of those days”? That’s about how my day started this morning. That’s not to say I woke up with some impending sense of doom and gloom or that I just knew it was going to be a miserable day. It wasn’t a miserable day at all. After a couple cups of coffee and some time spent getting my mind balanced back out and into a good place, the funk I awoke in faded right away.

That sense that some shit was coming my way didn’t leave, I just more or less got to a place of acceptance and was at peace with whatever was going to happen. I was determined to keep a positive attitude and remain detached from the outcome to a degree. It was a bit like being on a road trip and as you’re driving down the highway, you can see the storm clouds rolling in off in the distance. You know the storm is coming and that you’re going to have to drive right through it.

You could avoid driving in it by pulling off the road and taking refuge in a hotel room until it had passed by but that’s still not going to change the fact that It’s coming and that you’re going to be in it. It just changes the circumstances under which you weather the storm. I had things I needed to get done today, and I’ve never been the sort that minds driving through a downpour anyway, so I opted to not sit this day out and hide inside in front of the tv with the curtains drawn.

Anyway, enough with the rain storm metaphor. I got on with my day and spent a couple hours working on some of the artwork for the tattoos I have lined up tomorrow and the following day. After I got the initial sketches done here at home, it was off to the studio to use my light table. I do have one here at the house too, but I prefer the one in the studio and it’s always good for me to get out of the house for a bit. And this is when the shit storm of drama began its downpour.

For those concerned about me, it wasn’t MY drama. I’m great, things in my own life are just fine. But when you’ve got a friend and you don’t want to see anything bad happen, occasionally you get drawn into their drama to try and help them deal with it. This is what happened to me. I won’t go into any details about the situation as it’s not my situation to share.

Its always a bit challenging in instances like this for me. Generally, I don’t even want anything to do with my own drama when it comes up let alone anyone else’s, but on the other hand, I try to look out for my friends and be there for them as they are for me. I’ve certainly called upon friends when in need so I kind of think of it as my duty to be there in return. So, challenge aside, I choose to board the drama express and keep them company. What can I say? I’m just a nice guy like that.

There is, however, definitely a point at which you’ve got to draw the line. If you let yourself get too wrapped up in it, THEIR drama basically becomes YOUR drama and the stress you feel causes your mind and body to react exactly the same way as if it was you in the situation.

I hate to do this to you, but I must interrupt the flow. I wrote out most of that while in between phone conversations regarding the aforementioned drama. It’s now really late and while I don’t want to leave the post unfinished, I think this is a fitting way to draw it to a close. I drew the line on how long I was willing to be a party to the drama in question and to prevent it from having a further detrimental effect on my body, I’m going to go to bed now.

Before I go though, I’m going to go ahead and toss this out there, so I have to actually stick to it this time. After all, if you read it on the internet it must be true, right? After I conclude this post for the evening I’m going to smoke one last cigarette before bed and I’ve decided it is going to be my last cigarette period. I plan to wake up tomorrow and not smoke moving forward. So, if for the next couple days, my posts have a tendency to be even more scattered than usual or I just seem angry and irritable, don’t worry about me, it’s just nicotine withdrawal. Thanks for reading whatever this bit of randomness was tonight and wish me luck! After 13 years of smoking, I can use all the encouragement and support I can get haha!

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