a rumination:

your mother arrives to your apartment only to find you in a drunken stupor from the frigid misadventures of the night before, in which you misplaced your phone that she called numerous times prior to your stumbling about the streets, south of the james, for several hours until city police officers escorted you home and out of the cold.

with each passing moment we are destined to be further from the fervor that makes us, us.

guided by the works of those before us, of those who ground us, and of those who surround us,

the pages plain as the midwest seems.

streams of ink from the tips of pens are freed.

oh how interconnected the webs of our lives are weaved.

this is how I feel about road rage.  it’s unnecessary.

sophiabequiet:

My failure is all mine to make.

Some things in life get better

as you continue to work at them

But sometimes it only gets harder,

the further you go

Some things in life you can easily change

But sometimes the outcome seems unfair

As vague as it is

Love is what you need

Don’t be afraid to care

I know that it seems you’re so far from dreams but

Keep your head steady and you’re heart with your mind

Anything is possible if you just believe,

“the harder to come by are so worth the time.”

With that being said

I’ll be here for you if you care to talk it out

With that being said

I’ll be here for you like I’d want you to be

For me it’s more than a gesture

Not a petty attempt to be kind

I hope you find it; a genuine answer

Perhaps things will work out better this time

I know that it seems you’re so far from your dreams but

Keep your head steady and you’re heart with your mind

Anything is possible if you just believe

“The harder to come by are so worth the time.”

With that being said

I’ll be here for you if you care to talk it out

With that being said

I’ll be here for you like I’d want you to be

Some days in life appear to be ordinary

But these are the days of our lives

Don’t justify the means but consider the end

And regardless to have a good time.

I often wonder whether others notice the same phenomena I think I do. 

As subjective as it sounds, I may be on to something.  If I recall correctly, there’s a quote that goes, “never regret anything in life because at one time it is exactly what you wanted.”  Upon reading it, I analyzed the motivational speeches I have given myself and how I’ve realized much of that has come true.  Perhaps this is deja vu.  It’s almost hard to believe that the places where you predicted you would be, the actions you would take, the happenings in your life, how you react to the happenings in your life or how you would like to, and who you view yourself as are all a product of your thinking.  There’s this belief that if a person thinks great things and they will happen.  The theory behind it is that a person’s thoughts become their words and actions.  I have my own interpretation of this. Words such as “maybe”, “perhaps”, and “hopefully” aren’t definitive enough.  They’re ‘almost’ words; words in passing.  I think phrases such as “I will”, “I am” and “I have” are not only uplifting phrases but are necessary ones.  These phrases bring security. 

Perhaps this is a realistic way of achieving your goals.  Perhaps it isn’t. Decide for yourself but before you write it off suspend your disbelief.

dearrichmond:

Where did all the laughter go? I swear, every since I’ve come to this school, I feel like the norm is to portray an intense, existentialist, philosophical disposition of being misunderstood youth who don’t give a damn, unless you’re just like this, or that. I get it. But I can feel my endorphins scratching at my throat.

I can attest to this.