sippin’ Mai Tais on the back of your yacht

if you are born with a platinum spoon in yo mouth,
being fed caviar and gelato by some princess,
how you supposed to know you’ve got it good?

you should get a bike

maybe

or you can borrow my dad’s

we should go on ride to beach

like over skyline and down to half moon bay

but we obvi gotta work up to that ride

it ain’t easy

lotsa climbing

but the good thing about going up:
you get to come back down

(the hard work pays off)

you are v skinny

so you don’t need to lose weight

your fitness goals should be about gaining weight through muscle

but also stamina

being so skinny is probs a negative factor for your ability to store energy

like where you gonna store up all those carbs before a race?

cuz sometimes,
in life,
we gotta plan ahead

and we need bodies that let us eat 3x now in order to
“save up for the winter”

ya feel?

kinda like your work life too

working hard now so you can relax hard later in life

get rich or die trying

and when you get rich,
you can finally let yourself chill

sippin’ Mai Tais on the back of your yacht

and if you die trying then at least you died in pursuit of something noble

if you die drinking too many Mai Tais before you made it,
you go down as some forgotten man who just wasted his life on pleasure

gotta contribute your fair share to society’s collective “pain game”

when humans feel the pain of lack of sleep,
and excess stress at work,
and tension with their significant others,
we help to define what the absence of those things feels like

if you are born with a platinum spoon in yo mouth,
being fed caviar and gelato by some princess,
how you supposed to know you’ve got it good?

you need some concept of pain —
of being born into poverty,
with no clean water to drink,
and no princesses in sight

they often say that you need failure to appreciate success,
or pain to appreciate pleasure

I disagree

but we do need to be aware of what isn’t
in order to appreciate what is

at any moment,
infinite things aren’t

only one thing is

so if you win the lottery,
you gotta appreciate that your chances were one in a million

and ya gotta consider what it’d feels like to have lost

</rant>

“That was more beautiful than a rant”

I guess you could call it a soliloquy

Maybe I’ll turn it into Medium post