I live in an oven.
But not just an oven, this is an oven that melts stuff. Like metal. Like tungsten I can melt tungsten in my room.
The melting point of tungsten is 6150 degrees Fahrenheit.
So I meant to post this post awhile ago, and then I started hating everything I wrote so it got lost. I still am not a huge fan of my writing right now but....
I read today an author talking about how they longed for a love like chocolate. Dark chocolate to be exact.
In very flowery language they described what dark chocolate love was.
Chocolate makes me break out. I don't want a love that is like a chocolate.
My sister got married. Her wedding was absolutely beautiful.
Watching my sister walk down the isle with my dad made me cry. I think it should have made everyone cry. But then again she wasn't everyone's sister.
And I have to admit my desire to all the sudden be married grew exponentially when I saw them exchange their vows.
My desire however to date someone almost completely fell off the side of the earth. But as we all know, and as Pythagoras discovered: The world is round. There is no side.
But still, this whole idea of dating, it's weird.
Can we all just agree it's really, really, just strange?
In fact, I am in process of starting a social reformation. Ok not really reformation, well maybe, but it's more of a social back sliding.
"What Michael!? What could this brilliant idea of yours be?"
Let me tell you! And let me remind you, it's probably not a brilliant idea... at all.
I'm all about it now. I think. I mean, I like my parents and I like idea of trading sheep for my future wife. (please read on, I promise I might make a point soon, and I am not being sexist, it's sarcasm.)
In fact it kind of makes senses. I should be able to get a girl who is worth only what I have to offer. Right?
Otherwise she's left feeling like she settled, or I settled. But if we have a strict sheep to character quality ratio we'd all be better off.
"Michael!" you say, "... that is probably one of your worst ideas. in every way."
I know, it's actually not something I believe. But there is a reason it all came up. I was at an art store today and I met my future wife. She was beautiful, nice, and I think she might have been funny, maybe.... I only talked with her for about 46 seconds so I couldn't get a really good grasp on who she was as a person, you know, her beliefs, what she stood for, all that stuff.
But later I was talking on the phone with a friend and it came up, you know- that i met my wife and all, and I was 100% kidding, but he then asked me why I didn't ask her out.
At first I thought he was kidding. But then I realized he wasn't. He thought because I found this girl attractive, I should have asked her if she wanted to go on a date sometime with me.
And I think that's what one of the problems with all of us are. We've given into this idea that we all have a value, but so often we believe what society tells us, and that is that our value is based on our looks.
It's a sheep to looks currency. And it's killing our standards and it's killing our self-esteem.
Because ultimately, we forget, we forget that we have value that goes deeper than the skin stretched over our bones.
You have value. You are worth more than this world tells you. China and Australia don't have enough sheep combined to tell you your worth. (China and Australia are the two countries with the largest sheep population in the world)
I know this blog didn't have the strongest finish, and for that I apologize, sometimes when stuff is really put on my heart it's hard to put into words. But I do hope that you get my point.
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