{"id":519,"date":"2009-06-15T16:02:11","date_gmt":"2009-06-16T00:02:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/?p=519"},"modified":"2009-06-15T16:02:11","modified_gmt":"2009-06-16T00:02:11","slug":"worn-down-by-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/2009\/06\/15\/worn-down-by-life\/","title":{"rendered":"worn down by life"},"content":{"rendered":"

This was harder to find<\/a> than it should have been.<\/p>\n

Ray: “Oh my God….It’s my father…My God! I’d only seen him years later when he was worn down by life. Look at him. He’s got his whole life in front of him and I’m not even a glint in his eye. What do I say to him?”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I don’t think about the future a whole lot. That sort of what lead me to spending a whole lot of time and stress six months ago figuring out where I wanted a relationship to go and what I wanted to get out of one. I’ve had a pretty good idea where I haven’t wanted life to go, which is to become cynical. I over-quote dad saying “I don’t like people, but there are people that I like.” I’d like to say, that I like people. Granted, in a city of over 600,000 people, it’s easy to carve out a huge niche of people that I like. But I’m not cynical about humanity as a whole. I don’t want to become old, tired, distrusting, alone. I fight hard to not be alone, to sit down friends and remind them that they’re valuable to me and appreciated. This is more important to me than most, and a photograph of my father happy in his twenties hangs in my house to remind me that he once was, before I knew him.<\/p>\n

There really isn’t a right way to live. We sort of figure this out as we grow from what life has thrown at us. The tangible comes and goes, I value the impact I make on others lives more than anything I could acquire. Learning makes my mind happy, other lives make my heart happy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This was harder to find than it should have been. Ray: “Oh my God….It’s my father…My God! I’d only seen him years later when he was worn down by life. Look at him. He’s got his whole life in front of him and I’m not even a glint in his eye. What do I say […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/519"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=519"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/519\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":520,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/519\/revisions\/520"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=519"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=519"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=519"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}