I loved that movie. It really does comfort me to know that my thoughts aren't so unique and rare. Misery does love company, but cynicism depends on it. You're not cynical unless you are surrounded by non-cynical folks. On the freeway, you can't say you're going too fast unless there are slow drivers around.
Well, I continue to wear my "boxing gloves" around home. I'm just waiting for the next round to start. My wife seems to have figured it out, so she has ceased to push my limits. However, I've become familiar with the gloves being on. I don't trust her, this marriage, or the future to not bring hell and fury back into my life.
I've been scarred, and scars don't heal. I will forever keep one foot out the door to keep me happy.
In case you've been wondering why I haven't been posting Confucius quotes it's because they don't apply to my blogs any longer. My blog has now become an outlet for me to vent my disdain for this insanity we call "life." I know I should change the title of this blog, but perhaps my rantings might create "confucous" wisdom by proxy? You know, learn from my mistakes and experiences? My blog, my rules. (I know, I still don't have any followers, but in my head there are millions.)
Whatever works, right?
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