Flourish

All of the end of the year hoopla and nonsense grates upon me. Best of, worst of, a year in pictures, celebrity x, y, or z of 2013. Exhausting and unnecessary. We don't need yearbooks of other people's lives. We don't need to measure our metrics of success up against someone else's. I'm having a pretty irritating weekend. Someone in my presence is posting myriads of motivational drivel about the importance of seizing the moment and then playing games on the phone. I'm not throwing stones. I'm just tired of messes from the poorly prepared or unable/ unwilling to follow through. I don't want to play semantics with reasons why they aren't moving forward in the 'direction of their dreams'. I don't want an ontological debate or to get into culturalist, universalist, essentialist, or constructivist conversations on the dialogic nature of human behaviors and positioning in society and self-concept. I just want a breather. I want to work on my stuff and not be force fed the fluffy bullshit of canned motivation with 0 heart, gonads or brains behind it. I believe the chicos would paraphrase this post as STFU.