Here is the Legendary Roots Crew (the best out there, folks) reminding us all what music should do. Great song, great performance. AWESOME!!!
“There is no better than adversity. Every defeat, every heartbreak, every loss, contains its own seed, its own lesson on how to improve your performance the next time.”
–Malcolm X
The past few weeks have probably been the oddest period of my entire life. The oddest thing of all is the fact that I keep losing things. As I type, there is a small collection of my items strewn from Manhattan to Brooklyn (I don’t really hang out in BX or Queens and Staten Island doesn’t exist to me).
In the course of two weeks I’ve lost an umbrella, a messenger bag, a flash drive, an mp3 charger (which I already thought I lost on a trip to Puerto Rico) and, quite possibly, a friendship. Of course the other stuff is replaceable. In fact, I’ve already replaced most of that list. But the friendship is much deeper of a loss than anything else.
I tend to pride myself on being a good friend, or at least the best possible one that I can be. I’m usually the shoulder to cry on, the one who’s down for whatever and, if it comes down to that, the one that has your back in a fight (after diffusing the situation just won’t work). In short, I tend to give my all to my friends–often times at detriment to myself.
When friendships dissolve, especially those of a close variety, it’s always a difficult process. Friendships for me often run deeper than romantic relationships. My friends probably know me better than anyone else in my life. No matter what anyone says, it’ll always hurt when one of your favorite people in the world stops favoring you.
Still, losing things always teaches you a lesson. Usually that lesson is to be more careful with your belongings, be more attentive in general. Still, I think the most important lesson that I learned last week was one that I’ve been trying to grasp my entire life: Sometimes you just can’t be all things to all people, even if that’s what they expect of you.
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