Sunday, March 8, 2009
sounds
muisc by: The Be good tanyas "It's not happening"
Thursday, March 5, 2009
all that happens.
I feel that I am at a time in my life where things have come to a halt. Taking time off from school has opened my heavy eyes to what happens in the now and not the then (the ‘bright’ future). Everyday has multiple surprises that keep me guessing to what could emerge in my life next. Some days I wake up and go to work at nine and come home at six, other days I wake up whenever and crawl down stairs to create a masterpiece in the kitchen (a whopping pancake that most likely weighs a few pounds). I may wake up and end up at the coast surfing, or sleep in and lounge in our excessively comfortable living room with my roommates drinking far to much coffee, or I will spend a whole day working out side in the garden (the garden to be, since I am now just planting seeds). I really am enjoying having no plan, there are very little amounts of stress compared to when I was attending school (not to say a little stress is healthy). I say live life and live it well! It is true I will probably re-attend college sometime in my future, I just love and cherish the time I have to find out what I really want to do, there is no better time then now.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
longing for sun
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Snow, white flurry soft cold loving snow
My street is covered with a white blanket of snow. The night is freezing and filled with a mysterious touch of excitement. Running at full speed ahead I can slide on the road that has a thin layer of ice and snow. My balance is tested after gliding nearly five to seven feet. I looked up towards the heavens to find flakes drifting gently down to my mouth. My friend Amy and I stood in the night challenging our selves with who could catch the most snow. I get distracted by every object outside which is painted white making my eyes imagine what the world would look like in black and white.
I have seen no carolers this holiday season, more and more caroling has become less common (I suppose it is due to the hatred the audience has towards them). I have noticed over the years my fondness towards Christmas music has decreased, but the meaning of Christmas will always be remembered. I guess the music was just overplayed as a few monotonous tunes. There is much to look forward to still, visiting with family and festivities. My family is all over the place: Dad (

