analogies of suckitude

Imagine someone with aspirations of being a singer. After getting some headway into it — suddenly, throat cancer! Luckily it was caught early, hooray! However, despite still being able to talk, she will never ever get to sing, her dream has been killed.

Obviously this one’s “situation in life” (whatever you want to call it) isn’t so dramatic. In ma’hab’s case it’s more like several dozen bricks, each not all that serious, have been assembled into a brick wall this one doesn’t know how to climb or break through that keeps this one from ma’hab’s various dreams.

Sure, ma’habocath can survive as this one is now which is worlds more than many can say, but until this one knows how to deal with the wall, ma’hab doesn’t know how to thrive. To achieve. To have purpose. To live as opposed to merely exist and nothing more.

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Author: ma'habocath

ma'habocath knows some, tells much. ma'habocath knows few things others do. This one is a live-alone, full-time burger-flipper with an odd mind and too much to say. ma'hab always tries the best ma'hab can to keep up: • Chores • Bodybuilding and other health-nuttery • Japanese language studies • Culinary experimentation (see “other health-nuttery”) • Exploration of newfound spiritual territory • Exploration of my Self • Figuring out how to socialize well enough, mostly face-to-face • Backlogs: books, heavy metal, anime • Blogging, chatting, texting, and talking to whomever will listen about all of the above

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