Why even try? I just want to cry...I want to let it all go and listen to the rain. The rain is something tangible; it is something I can see, hear, touch, and taste. Right now rain seems pretty talented.
There is nothing I want more than to see, hear, touch, and taste. I want the concrete. I want something real, because I've been living in this world of fantasy for far too long. It's all getting hazy now...everything is disappearing.
That's why the rain seems so real right now. After it's stopped raining there are still puddles left behind, and it's like a memory is right there under your feet. And long after that rain evaporates I can still remember...remember how it looked, sounded, felt, and tasted...
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Out With the Old, In With the New!
Hey folks! The question I want to ask all of you today is why wear your old, worn-out, pair of shoes when a brand new pair has been given to you for free, no price?
Sure the old ones may be comfortable, and may seem familiar, but don't you also feel that rock wedged in the bottom that you just can't manage to dig out no matter how hard you try? I'm going to be straightforward here. That rock is most likely going to be there no matter how hard you try to get it out.
Take the new, clean, amazing, shoes you've been given and be HAPPY about it! It's not worth it to feel that rock jar into your foot every time you take a step. And before long those new shoes will become as familiar and even more comfy than the old ones.
Sure the old ones may be comfortable, and may seem familiar, but don't you also feel that rock wedged in the bottom that you just can't manage to dig out no matter how hard you try? I'm going to be straightforward here. That rock is most likely going to be there no matter how hard you try to get it out.
Take the new, clean, amazing, shoes you've been given and be HAPPY about it! It's not worth it to feel that rock jar into your foot every time you take a step. And before long those new shoes will become as familiar and even more comfy than the old ones.
Friday, February 27, 2009
And It's Not Supposed to be Like This; Unlucky in Love.
"And it's not supposed to be like this," she thinks. She doesn't know what to do because this is the first time she's experienced something like this, and Fate seems to be totally against it. God on the other hand is sending mixed signals.
She knows God gave us all free will for a reason, but is it a sin to wish sometimes that she was equivalent to a robot, and God would just make all of the decisions for her?
She also knows that she is not supposed to question God, but how can she not when it seems like she's so unlucky in love?
It seems as if every time she thinks it will finally be right it turns out wrong.
She knows God gave us all free will for a reason, but is it a sin to wish sometimes that she was equivalent to a robot, and God would just make all of the decisions for her?
She also knows that she is not supposed to question God, but how can she not when it seems like she's so unlucky in love?
It seems as if every time she thinks it will finally be right it turns out wrong.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Facades & Fantasies.
What do you do when a person you thought you knew was never the person you believed they were at all?
What if it was all just a facade, a mere glimpse at a fantasy that never will be?
What do you do when all you have left is that fantasy to hold on to?
Saturday, February 7, 2009
She is Someone.
She isn't that quiet girl anymore who blends into the background. She isn't that girl anymore who you pass by without looking back for a second glance. She is not no one anymore; she is someone.
She is someone who has loved a lot and lost a lot, hoped and dreamed a lot. She has seen a lot, she has done a lot. She has had many emotions, many feelings, but she hasn't felt nearly all of what she will feel. This has all just been a mere beginning to what will come.
She has had some good, some bad fortune thus far in her life. She is sure that she has not yet felt the ecstasy that she will someday feel, as well as the pain.
She has the soul of a grandmother, but she is still a child.
All she knows is what is now, and what was. She is not ready to worry about the future at this point. She is not ready for the next chapter in her life quite yet. All she is ready for at the moment is now. If she knows nothing else, she knows that she is someone, and that is really the only thing she needs to know.
She is someone who has loved a lot and lost a lot, hoped and dreamed a lot. She has seen a lot, she has done a lot. She has had many emotions, many feelings, but she hasn't felt nearly all of what she will feel. This has all just been a mere beginning to what will come.
She has had some good, some bad fortune thus far in her life. She is sure that she has not yet felt the ecstasy that she will someday feel, as well as the pain.
She has the soul of a grandmother, but she is still a child.
All she knows is what is now, and what was. She is not ready to worry about the future at this point. She is not ready for the next chapter in her life quite yet. All she is ready for at the moment is now. If she knows nothing else, she knows that she is someone, and that is really the only thing she needs to know.
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