“There were so many of us who would have to live with things done and things left undone that day. Things that did not go right, things that seemed okay at the time because we could not see the future. If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can’t know better until knowing better is useless.”
-John Green's 'Looking For Alaska'
"..the same magic that lead a man to think that maybe the world wasn't flat and the moon could be walked upon by human feet.."
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
365 thoughts (6)
Thinking about the past, sometimes I feel like going back there. In my mind I make it better, I block out the negative and remember when we were carefree and happy and up all night. But then I look at the evidence; a letter, a photo, a saved text; and I realize how much better we are now. The time we shared together was a season wrought with pain and heartache and stifled growth; it was a time when we were all so unsure and were too afraid to say anything that mattered. But now we have separated and grown and had a chance to come into ourselves away from each other and we are so much happier. Even though it may not always seem like it, this is better.
Where we are going is so much better than what we left behind.
Where we are going is so much better than what we left behind.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
365 thoughts (5)
In escaping to an imagined world, you & I found something real. Something unshakable and treasured and sacred.
But with you, in the real world, I found something false and fragile. Something so easily torn and shaken to its very core that I will not be surprised when the tide washes it away.
The change of seasons.
But with you, in the real world, I found something false and fragile. Something so easily torn and shaken to its very core that I will not be surprised when the tide washes it away.
The change of seasons.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
365 thoughts (4)
It really is all about loving people and being happy. Life is what you make it, and if you don't make it happy, you won't be happy. Its simple as that. So take your normal, monotonous, boring days and make them into days filled with adventure. Take some risks. Be spontaneous. Look around yourself and appreciate where you are. Make some moments for yourself. Fall back in love with life.
Monday, January 24, 2011
365 thoughts (3)
The brink, the cusp, is a strange place to be stand. You can see where you came from & where you're going, but you're not sure what you think about either. You know who you were & who you could be, but who you are is a constant question. This is the cusp of the real & the imagined. The future pulls you in while the past holds onto you, and your present feet waver under the pressure. But the more things change, the more the important things -- the depths of things, the truth of what things are under the cover of darkness and despite the overwhelming laughter and muddled cries of frustration, along with the love and laughter that is the essence of life -- they stay the same.
I'm standing on the cusp and wishing I were stronger, and knowing that I'm never going to change.
I'm standing on the cusp and wishing I were stronger, and knowing that I'm never going to change.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
365 thoughts (2)
(inspired by Sarah Dessen)
The truth is, forever really is happening right now. It used to be a moment far far away, off in the distance like the end of a tunnel to which the light is nowhere yet in sight. But yesterday, the beginning of forever was today, and when you were a kid, forever was when you grew up... and look, you've grown up. Forever is passing us by. Its zooming past us. We may be stuck in the tunnel, but forever is the train and soon it will have passed.
The truth is, forever really is happening right now. It used to be a moment far far away, off in the distance like the end of a tunnel to which the light is nowhere yet in sight. But yesterday, the beginning of forever was today, and when you were a kid, forever was when you grew up... and look, you've grown up. Forever is passing us by. Its zooming past us. We may be stuck in the tunnel, but forever is the train and soon it will have passed.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
365 thoughts (1)
(To preface this post, I have become inspired by 365words.tumblr.com, and would like to start doing a daily.. or.. maybe almost daily.. short post with just like.. current thoughts/feelings/prose/whatever. AND SO IT BEGINS!)
I'm tracing echoes of your fingerprints in things you once touched hoping to feel something or to remember that lost word, the missed glance, the stolen time. I can't sleep without the echoes, because they make me remember. I'm sitting here tracing echoes of your fingerprints, and I'm losing faith because there's so much less to me without you.
I'm tracing echoes of your fingerprints in things you once touched hoping to feel something or to remember that lost word, the missed glance, the stolen time. I can't sleep without the echoes, because they make me remember. I'm sitting here tracing echoes of your fingerprints, and I'm losing faith because there's so much less to me without you.
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