Best laid plans

Y'know those times when you're all stoked up and invincible on booze or substance with someone you may or may not know too well and you start rambling in over-confidence together about a plan to do something epic and it feels so honest n' true that it's all gonna happen? The both of you practically stamp it with no erasies, right there on the spot that whatever the hell you just built up together is "for real." You're not fuckin' around here. You seal the deal with an excited but serious handshake, high five, or maybe even a hug, depending how wasted you are. 

The next few hours to follow that monumental conversation are sweet as saccharine, but when you wake up the next day and recap all that transpired in the haze, you overlook the once brilliant, best laid plans and most likely laugh it off like it was nothing. Man were you ever knobbed up eh?

We as humans are so good at keeping the baddest of habits. One of the many downfalls of the average bear is the disbelief in success. We shrug small ideas and fantasies off  everyday and another potentially glorious roll of the dice gets tossed in the shitter. 

Meanwhile, people who make shit happen miraculously are the ones who know deep down that possibilities are endless. They know that ideas come from anywhere at anytime, sober or stupefied and it starts as a small seed that often requires some work before it produces anything good. 

 For a lot of us, the only time we allow our minds to run free is when we're under the influence. That's sad. Imagination is not dead, no matter how old you get.

This is the age of awareness. Start writing stuff down when you cook up a moment of greatness in your head. Bring the far-fetched dreams to life, cause you never know what or where it can get you. Drugs n' alcohol aren't always a viable source either. Sometimes just being outside and away from everybody is cool too.