Was skimming through videos to watch while cleaning and saw a video of some 40 year old, who looked older, white dude, gaunt and gave off an aura of sadness.

He was basically putting his cards on the table about how he had spent his teens and 20's and 30's fucking around...Trying to be edgy by going to edgy places.

(Sweat slowly starts to build on Noodle's forehead)

Doing stupid shit to impress or allow him to feel like the person he said he was.

(Slow trickle of sweat slowly falls from his handsome, sun kissed forehead)

Followed by chasing crazy young white girls who appeared to have been extras for "500 Days of Summer" in his 30's, where somehow the relationships always ended up like if Stephen King wrote Love Novels.

Anyways, the dude is now 40, kinda broke, divorced, in a shitty job, no career just lots of good/bad memories.

I was:

That sounded like me...Getting his ideas about what cool and love was based on what women said, but mostly never meant, what films/books and songs told me was the truth etc...Then as I aged I discovered it's alllllllllllll bullshit.

The only difference between me and this guy was I got lucky, changed my outlook and that gave me more opportunities.

Not boasting, because it was just all pure luck, if it hadn't been for that I'd be in the same boat as him, looking dazed and confused, sad and broke, sucking on a pickle with a grape Now and Later in the middle, at some GrayHound Bus Station asking random strangers if they were "looking for a date?"

I started noticing that everything was fake, false or a scam in my 30's, and it wasn't till my second divorce that I really used it to make my own path...Fuck whatever anyone else thinks or says...Take healthy risks or become another NPC.

My "By the Grace of God go I" moment.

Now I'm old, but I don't care, I do what I want, how I want, when I want!

"Well then defecate on the floor at this 7-11 then!"-Demanded the Hey Freaks Freaks.

Whaaaaat?  No...I'm not doing that!

"What are you Noodles? Chicken?"

Errrrrm no.

"Then get to it buddy."

(Slowly Noodles unbuckled his belt and started to unbutton his overalls, tears welling up in his eyes with shame)

"Hurry up Noodles!  Prove what you said!  Then put a small Chinese CCP Flag on it!"

Whaaaat?  I don't even dislike the Chinese!

"Do it or you're scared!"

Okay then.

(A broaden camera angle showing Noodles crying in a 7-11...FUBU denim overalls around his knees, a small Chinese flag in his left hand, lavender scented baby wipes nearby...Ready for action)

"I'll show them I'm not scared!"-Screeched Noodles like a young Dustin Diamond in his prime.

(Curtain falls and scene ends)

Anyways, the Moral of the Story is:

Take CALCULATED RISKS...Because many times INDECISION costs us more than QUICK DECISIONS.