Day seven and eight: Hope and humility

No news is good news. Maybe I was a little hard on the beaver acouple of days ago. I dont know about you but sometimes I feel like Jay does about alot of things. Work, relationships, etc. I'm sure everyone does and in our own selfish ways.

Hope. Hope is a hard word and concept for me. I try not to use it very often when describing things of a personal nature because I have learned over time not to trust hope. But when I think of my great friend and his life struggles. I come to one emotion. I hope Jay succeeds. I hope Jay is happy.

Hope is defined as,

A wish or desire accompanied by confident expectation of its fulfillment.

To change gears, I fully expect to get blasted on this, and in anticipation of this I have thought to accompany a preemptive thought.

I really dont give a shit about what anyone else thinks, and that includes you Jay. Jay is a friend that helped me when I was down and out. For that I owe. I dont care if Jay lives in the state pen for ass raping a donkey, I'm on his side. Yeah it sucks he got fired and has to eat some pride and crawl back to mothers house. Hopefully that pride will dicipate and some humility will have some room to grow. Good things come from humility. Bad things come from thinking you are the king. You can do it.