Not to be sarcastic or anything, but I think I just had my first little epiphany.
Date: August 7th, 2011. Time: 12:35am
Last night was good.
The club was packed and my six friends and I were having a blast.
“Hypnotize” by B.I.G. was playing, drink was in hand, one arm draped around my dancing partner as we moved across the dance floor. In the midst of strobe lights, fog machines, pounding beats, and beautiful girls, for a split second my night stood still.
I saw how far I had come.
From a church going 19 year old who had no idea who Homer Simpson was to the apathetic 21 year old out clubbing with girls. As my night stood still, I realized with clarity that I was having fun and had I kept my old lifestyle, I would still be simply intrigued.
There is no doubt in my mind that I am quite content and happy now.
My current lifestyle is becoming more and more diametrically opposite to the way I was raised, but somehow by calculating each step and meshing morals with fun, I am learning to walk the tight-rope.
Yes, it’s a long ways down, but it’s better than a bored existence looking up.