Listening to Calling You by Blue October
Things to do:
One Tree Hill Tour (for my amazing friend)
Sky dive (with my roommate before graduation)
Learn to juggle
Scuba dive (the only thing I'm a little hesitant about)
Go to a really huge concert
Go see the northern lights
Visit all 50 states (but not limit myself to them)
Have a motorcycle for at least a week
Work for a cause I believe in
See my sponsored child in India
Go on an unplanned trip (I can dream)
Have a passionate dance with my husband
Find where all my passion went
Really learn and be happy with who I am
Be able to say in everything, whether success or failureI tried
(and some i have to keep to myself)
Listening to Collide by Howie Day and Look What You've Done by Jet
We keep moving not knowing why, and stumble time and time again. The darkness eventually consumes us all together. We stumble down the unknown path hoping to find the answer, the key. We search for that one thing that will make everything make since. That one thing that will make the world come together. We move rock to rocktree to tree, never looking up never seeing. The feeling of solitude slowly creeps up behind us. We run but trip. It hits us, and the panic starts to take over. We get absorbed in the darkness and isolation we created. We don't see the light just ahead. We are so busy trying to get ourselves out of our mess that we don't glance up. We don't see that the trees open up, there is sun shining on the rocks, and there is someone standing in front of it all. He is standing there waiting, but we don't have time to see...
Listening to I Shall Believe by Sheryl Crow
People talk all the time but I don't think they ever truly understand what they are saying.
For me the hardest time is when you have time. Time to look back; to know things are never going to be the same. When you see all that you've lost doesn't compare to what you have. Then is the time that is the hardest and when I miss you the most.
Listening to The Good Kind by The Wreckers
Life has a funny way of working itself out. You think that it is over, that you have endured all the problems of the world. Your mind, tiered of discerning fact from fiction, begins to rest. Your heart, torn beyond repair from broken promises and crushed dreams, pleads to stop beating. Then one day you find the strength to look up, look over the pain, and see what else the world has for you. Then without notice your heart slowly finds it can go on, and your mind sees it has so many more memories to obtain. You look up to see that someone is there to give you the strength to stand, to love, and to live.