For those of you that have not been reading along (I’m talking to you, World Wide Web) my name is Paul Durante, and for the past, ohhh twenty or so years I was just a shell of what I could be. In that time, I have met people that I care about, gone places that expanded my horizon’s past the corn filled soils of Illinois, and even written things that i am somewhat proud of, but it took me up until this summer to find what I can finally call, success. And how might a mediocre small scale internet personality quantify success? Well since no one reads or watches my things, this online pest has had to go the deeper, more personal route. Marrying my wife, was the best decision that I have ever made, opening my life up to something that it had previously never been familiar with: daily joy. Even before, when we were only dating, or even engaged, the happiness was still tremendous, spiritual, and perfect beyond what I had ever before known, but now as I pound away at these keys with a wedding band on my left hand, something has changed. There is a new sense of simplistic profundity to this familiar and yet new sense of happiness, and I am afraid that it is a profundity that I cannot explain in this blog, most especially because nobody pays me for this shit.
But amongst this wonderful and exciting new chapter of my life is an ever so feint veil of surprise and speculation from my peers. Oh yes, I am still a student.
“What do you think? Unplanned pregnancy?”
“You don’t thing….surely he isn’t a Christian?”
Okay, okay, so no one is literally circling up and whispering gossip in my face. In fact, the vast majority of friends and family have been very supportive of our decision, but in the background there has always been this since of judgemental speculation.
So lets clear things up.
- Nope, no pregnancy, planned or otherwise, although I do believe I would look glowing with a baby bump.
- Excuse you sirs and maams, but we have been together for three years. There is nothing blind or reckless about it. There isn’t a reckless bone in my body.Your reading the words of a man too cowardly to even attempt to parralell park.
- Haha no. I’m not a Christian, nor am I in any capacity religious. But do try not to say it with such stank in your voice next time.
Here’s the deal. When you know, you just know. Are we young? Perhaps slightly. But we are also financially able to pay for our own food, transportation, and living quarters (which we would have had to do regardless of whether or not we had gotten married) and in roughly nine months, we will also be degree holding members of society (despite my utter disdain for all thinks scholastic).
We are happy, which as far as I am concerned means that we are doing something right, because really, how often is there something to smile about?
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Married as fuck. Sounds nice doesn’t it? While the day itself was a bit of a blur, I do believe that it is the very last phrase that the priest uttered before saying “you may now kiss the bride”. You’re married as fuck, so just go ahead and kiss her. Eh maybe he didn’y say it. I knew though, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
Lets rewind. My name is Paul Durante, and for the last three years my every waking thought has been completely and utterly captivated by one Rachel Riesenberger (I’ve learned to look past the whole German thing and I hope that you can too). I wish there was a fun like or as that I could whip out to adequately describe our relationship (you know, like some Bonnie to my Clyde bullshit?) but the truth is she’s more like the teacher to my inner deliquint. My girl was our class valedictorian, a feat that she is not too keen on mentioning, and while i am no intellectual shlub, you are nevertheless reading the words of our high school classes 121st ranked student (and I do believe that there was only 98 kids in our class). In many ways we are opposites. She is the sweet to my bitter, the organization to my clutter, even the Christian to my secular humanist. With all that in mind, I have been married as fuck for three years, even before the church and the state decided to recognize it the way that we did. And that simple fact has been my utter joy for the past three years.
Married as fuck. That’s the funny thing about love, about human connection- that’s where the joy in life is. I’m only twenty one, but if there is one thing I know without doubt, or without question, it is that the difference between joy and pleasure is as distinct as it is crucial to understand. Food can be pleasure- a fleeting moment happiness caused by what is usually fat and sugar, but a meal, shared with friends and loved ones- that can be joy. That right there can be a memory. the same thing is true of marriage, or any relationship of substance really. If there is one thing I know, it is that the most foolproof path to happiness lies in understanding what matters in life, and what doesn’t. Because there are somethings that no one can take from you.
It is in this regard that I myself have struggled, even if only slightly. I have the world- everything that I could ever hope for, and yet there is a small part of me that tries to define my happiness or success by how I am received as a writer or a director, or whatever the hell other goofy thing I am working on at the moment. Since I was six I have dreamed of being a professional writer, and it has been about since then that I have also pursued it. I have written stories, and novels, created web series, I am in pre production on an independent film, and I even started a goofy blog in the hopes that it would get people to pay attention to me. I WANT to be succesful, but what I always come back to is the simple fact that I have already been given far more than i need. Everyone is always looking for that greener side of the pasture, but what I continuously realize is that there is nothing better than what I have now. I’m twenty years old, and I have peeked. Exactly what everyone dreams of yes? My life is perfect, Everything else that I get after this point is bonus.
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please allow me to step away from political commentary for a moment to plug my new video. its the latest thinking in mediocrity. ebola ebola ebola, obama, is the third installment in what has become my vlog, the wednesday show. like the other videos before it, this episode is sure to be the latest and greatest thing in mediocrity. in all seriousness folks, i am indeed the worlds worst blogger. its certainly something to be seen. heres the link http://youtu.be/ZJbGNWIDCqk
for those of you following along regularly on my blog know, i have set up some end of the year goals for my self. two hundred blog followers (i need 46 more) 200 youtube subscribers (i need ten more) and 1000 twitter followers (i need 380 more. so if any of you would like to help me reach those goals, please like, share, tell your friends, follow me on twitter or whatever else you find it in your heart to do. just think of this as your end of the year charity. some people donate to the poor, you follow a mediocre blog that thinks it is clever for using undercase letters. some people hand out food on the holidays, you like a youtube video that is shittier than our current political climate….actually maybe you should help those other people out. it sounds like they need it more….
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