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Dustin's Diary

A look at the day's happenings and thoughts. ~Read at your own discretion. This blog is from the mind of the author and contains opinions that are of the author. It is no way endorced by any other company or any other body.

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I am an enigma. A perfect right hand middle man living safely supported on the edge. Complicatedly simple or simply complicated, that's for you to decide. I lose the games I play & win the ones I don't. I'm not here to play games. I'm here, there, everywhere. Often I like to feel as if I'm the world. Other times I want to melt into the scenery. I see myself as a familiar stranger standing along the street as life speeds by. I like strangers & love my friends. I laugh when people fall but offer a helping hand. I hate people but love working with the public. The Constitution is wrong, all men are not created equal; they should be. I believe that not everyone has the same opportunities; it's what you do with the ones that lay before you that determine who you become. I like to walk. Running is too fast; but some roses are meant to be seen & not smelled. Time is an illusion created by man. I’ll create it for those who are willing to do the same. Your birthday is important to me & hope mine is to you. I tend to give more than I receive. Respect & appreciation are key. Conversation is a gold mine; knowledge is wealth & power. My intelligence is my most prized possession, don't insult it.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Cowboys and Angels

Have you ever felt that life was passing you by? Did you ever feel like there was something missing? If you knew what that something was would you know where to look for it? Would you even know where to begin?

Did you ever feel like you were missing out? Did you ever feel like you didn’t belong? I used to feel that way, big time. I thought that by changing the way I looked and dressed I could plug all the gaps in my life. I wanted to be a part of something - anything. I didn’t care what. I didn’t care how. I thought that I could buy a style; a style to change me. Create a new me - make me someone else. It was only when I realized how wrong I was that I suddenly saw the person I wanted to be looking right back at me. Now for the first time in my life I can see what is beautiful, and what’s really important; and it’s all around. So close, I just have to reach out and it’s there. I’ve found my voice.

posted by Dustin | 3:16 PM

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