Awake: The Fan

Amazingly after the last few days I woke up in a great mood this morning. Had I a revelation while I was sleeping? Everything is so clear now and makes sense again. Normally, through maturity and life experience, I have a pretty good understanding of the Fan and the way it works. Right before the shit hits it, I see it coming and step to the side of the Fan. Over the last few months I went off in a different direction and lost site of the Fan or had my back to it or
something. Sometimes it was just a little spray, but more often than not I got a full load all over me and was surprised it happened. Me and the Fan had an understanding and I broke the agreement through my own stupidity. If ever you gain this type of relationship remember this: Don't. Fuck. With. The FAN. Did it come to me in a dream I don't remember, through the food poisoning induced 26 hours of sleep on Saturday/Sunday? Couldn't tell you. There have been some mistakes and things I've done in the last few months where I was looking at myself saying WTF? Did you really just do that? People judge you by what you have already done, not by what you feel capable of doing. I lost site of that. What you meant to do, or wished you would have done doesn't matter. Actions are what's important and what lasts. To be cliche, hindsight is still 20/20 and for me a few times the repercussions and regret were immediate. When I woke up this morning it was more than in just the literal sense, my eyes felt clear, bright, focused and determined. Me and the Fan are tight again. No more mistakes, right buddy?