The Start of a Journey: Windsor to Sacramento

Aaaaaand I’m off! My adventure to Austin, Texas has begun and I’m so excited I’m gonna cum! I

I’m kidding, I won’t do that. At least not right now. I’m at a public restaurant, that would be very poor judgement and shockingly weak impulse control.

I know there are many people reading this (probably friends and family) who are new to my blog and you may not have been expecting my first paragraph to be about ejaculating, but sometimes that’s just how things go. When I write my blog, I rarely ever know what I’m going to write about or where it’s going to take me. I try my best not to filter myself and to write honestly. I think it’s only fair to be honest in this world. Sometimes honesty can be weird, sometimes it can be brutal, sometimes it can be offensive, and sometimes it can change your life.

Good god I just sneezed egg out of my nose three times in a row. They opened up patio dining here in Sacramento and I’m out here launching half an omelet out of my face. Hi, everybody. Thanks for coming out to eat.

Anyways, truth is good. That’s what I was saying. Tell the truth, deal with the consequences, that’s the motto. I don’t think it’s healthy to always think about what other people will think when you speak or when you write. It’s healthy to have compassion and situational awareness, but if you’re always worried about your words then you’ll end up saying nothing at all.

Anyways, my journey has begun and I feel great. I feel alive for the first time in a good while. The past year has been a lot of isolation and seeing the same things every day, which isn’t too great for the brain. We need to be exposed to new stimuli in order for our brains to fire on all cylinders. I’m really happy to know that I’ll be getting a lot of new stimuli on this journey. Fill me up, baby. Fill me up with that stimuli. And a stimulus check while you’re at it. Thank you.

I’m about to head on over to Santa Cruz to meet up with my friend, Matt. He just moved there, so it’ll be cool to check out his new set up. It’s crazy how many people are moving. He moved, I’m moving, my friend Jordan moved last week, my friend Bailey moves tomorrow, two of my cousins just moved…

I think it’s symbolic for what this time in the world represents: new beginnings. I think society at large is going through a reckoning and we are having to face our future right now, in the present. We have to learn how to communicate better online and in virtual settings, we have to learn how to coexist naturally with the planet while innovating technologically at the same time, and we have to do it all without dying. I think the slogan for 2020 was basically: 2020: You might die!

A simple death reminder is a healthy thing, I think. We tend to get very comfortable and take things for granted when we forget that we’re gonna die. I think there’s a twitter account called daily death reminder or something and all it posts is a daily reminder that you will die. I think everyone should follow that account.

Well, look at that, I’m out of time. My time has officially expired. Expired. People should say that instead of “died.”

“We’re going to a funeral today, our friend Gertrude expired.”

What if everyone had an expiration date plastered on their forehead? There’s probably a book or movie like that, isn’t there? Okay, gotta go.

Saw this guy on my way out of town. Camo hat, headphones, sweatshirt, jeans, and sandals while riding a bike. I’d love to know what his first thought was when he got up this morning.

It always amazes me how beautiful California is. The clouds were especially neat today. Neat I tell you. Absolutely neat. If you look hard enough at the one on the right hard enough you can see all of your shortcomings! No? Am I reading too deep into clouds? Did I fail the cloudshark test? Anyways, the clouds were nice.

These things are absolutely MILLING wind out here.

Jason Brendel
Jason Brendel

Jason Brendel is an author, poet, and comedian living in Austin, Texas. Navigate the buttons below to follow him on social media, make a donation, or purchase his collection of laugh-out-loud poetry on Amazon.

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