Reflections: A Book

The Art of Getting By

Scene Prompt: mentor goes out w/ girl after he rejects her for suggesting sex/ she is more like her mom than she wants to believe (even though mom tried to help and warn her) and he tried to reject her ‘why are u/we doing this’ but…he’s still young and selfish and the mistake was made, though he wouldn’t say sorry (at current time convinced himself he was in the right, and on some level maybe he was….)

I love watching that in movies…that struggle. That moment when you/the character know you’re going to make a bad mistake but u convince urself it’s not bad, or u ignore it and make a cheap/impossible/”pointless” (lacking better word) attempt to NOT do it b/c in the end you know, or those on the outside know, that you were going to make it all along, nothing you could have done/said would have changed that (u making the bad decision) and one day maybe you’ll have the balls/intelligence to admit it to yourself out loud b/c you can’t hide from your mind/conscious anymore; it’s back there (the truth/honesty/realism/being human/tendency to make mistakes), buried under clothes (like clothes in closet under bed)/good thoughts/rationalizations you come up with to heap over on top of your reality

I think that’s better than not making those decisions. Don’t make them all the time and over and over but once or twice isn’t bad; depending on what it is (sex for instance) thrice or 50 times isn’t too bad; image(-ine) if he/u didn’t make those mistakes, or any mistakes; imagine all you did was judge and be all mighty and higher/holier than though on ur throne of righteous indignation at the lower morals/classes; where’s the fun in that? You become bitter, you’re not mad at them for making the poor decisions, ur mad at them for having the gall to be happy after having made those decisions b/c u urself were too chicken shit to do it first hand; and you don’t understand it b/c u haven’t been there, you haven’t ‘walked in their shoes’ to get to the place of understanding….

It’s that coming to terms with the fact that you are a horrible person, that makes you grow, that makes/helps you to realize, that you are an amazing person, worthy of making mistakes, right(fully) for enduring the consequences they come with and better for having made them and gone through something; something that those w/o the balls/guts to make those stupid mistakes will never be able to understand/contemplate. You’ve lived.

If you don’t live what do/will you have to show for it? How can anyone ask you for advice/seek your counsel? People don't relate to those 'better' than themselves, they relate to other humans....mistake makers....people.