Wow, how much do artistic people drive me nuts. Don’t get me wrong, I love art and the people that create art. I love all sorts of music and film. And as my friends will attest to, not necessarily the norm. I do not like pop music, it is mainly dull and unoriginal. Nor do I like most mainstream films with your typical car chase and guy getting the girl at the end. I am not against happy endings, but 99% of them are easily predictable. You have to give me something more than a ho hum happy ending. One of my favorite movies is a movie titled Punch Drunk Love. Shortly after seeing it, I was home for a cousins wedding and my aunt and uncle were telling me about a movie they had gone to see and hated it so much that they had left the theater before it was over. And of course the movie they were talking about was Punch Drunk Love. So my tastes don’t even match my own families tastes.
I personally have not one ounce of artistic ability in my body. My mother on the other hand is very artistic. She is at her core a poet. But I have such issues relating with them. They think with a different side of the brain than I do. I’m not saying my way of thinking is right, just different and in contradiction with theirs. They like to look at the world with a utopian viewpoint. Thinking that things will always work for them if they just believe that it will. Nothing seems to be grounded in reality. To make something happen you need to go make it happen. Hard work and tough choices makes things happen. I am not saying that luck and fortune don’t also play a part, of course they do. But you really have to actively work toward a goal to achieve it. Whatever that goal may be, a college degree, starting your own business or a relationship. Without actions taken to achieve these goals, your odds of achieve them greatly decrease.
