Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Number 8, 1949

I used to think that life was an intricate series of levers and pulleys, buttons, wires, Mexican standoffs and hostage negotiations. As I get older I realize that life is more Netherlands minimalist than Jackson Pollock. The problems don’t get less, and in fact they grow greater in number, but the way I index them in the database is different. More problems get filed under fewer category headers.
Things are getting simpler, and it’s making life better. Here’s the cheat sheet. 
People want to be liked. We all crave attention and affection and we all reject shame and embarrassment. We don’t want to be in a relationship to hear the words “I love you,” we want to be in a relationship to say the words “I love you.” We want to feel needed, and exceptional. We want to ace a hearing test. We are binary creatures; if we’re the plaintiff, we want to win every dollar. If we’re the defendant, we want guard every penny. We want to make more money than last year. We don’t want to get cancer and we want the same for our loved ones. We will mourn the death of strangers while secretly appreciating it wasn’t someone we knew. We go out on weekends to have sex while avoiding getting punched in the face. We drink so we can be ourselves and not mind it. We’re desperate to be understood. We want to know someone else has felt it first. We want to make the person we heard wasn’t all that into us change their minds about us and admit they had us wrong. We want sunny skies but with a chance of killer tornadoes, just to keep music sounding good. We take hours upon hours to admit to self consciousness. We don’t know exactly how to pleasure each other. We just want love. In any and every form.

Via johnmayer.com - I dont actually know who this person is, Im pretty damn sure it isn't the John Mayer that's waiting on the world to change. 

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