January 2010
Its kinda crazy what an affect our dreams have us. I don’t usually remember my dreams nor do I usually have dreams of any significance or craziness, so I usually wake up in the morning completely unaffected by what trips my mind had taken me on while I was unconscious. Although I have realized that when I do dream and remember it in all of its vivid glory, it usually has a pretty powerful...
I hate the fact that I really don’t know what I want. Last week I was crazy excited about school starting so that I would have something to do. Now, 12 Hours after my first class of this semester, I am wishing that I didn’t get myself into this hot mess. Seems trivial, I know. But sometimes I feel like I really don’t know what I want. Not a very good feeling. Just sayin’
Sandra Bullock is, for lack of better words, God.
Temporary Romance
An early January, wednesday night
In the middle of a familiar Los Angeles
Protected hand in hand
A journey through the oddly quiet streets
Look up to escape the ground
Get close, kiss an ‘i love you’ on your lips
Muscles keep smiles afloat
Easy words keep minds quiet
Warm comfort calms the heart.
In the background, city lights disappear into fireflies
Reality peels off the...