A new pen color
A new pen color. A new thought. A new beginning. Everyday. Today's the first day i notice. The first day of the rest of my life. And i'm ready. If what they said about "Beautiful things always seem to stick in your memory" was always true, each of my writings would be masterpieces. I always come up with these beautiful stories. The wording is perfect. The reasoning is perfect. The imagery--perfect. Yet i pick up my pen each night. No hesitations or distractions. My house has been robbed of it's clatter and noise in exchange for motionless silence throughout each wall. Mute. And as I put the first ending punctuation mark on my first sentence, i re-read what i just wrote. "A new pen color." Every word of every sentence of ever thought i've ever wanted to say has supposedly just been said. The only visible evidence is blue ink. I always picture everything perfect. I hope for everything to be perfect. My writing. Myself. My life. I can sit for hours and come up with 127 reasons as to why it's not good enough. Why i need to be better. But i'd rather come up with one reason as to why this is good enough. I am better. Because perfect is really boring. The same is really boring. I like that i'm not perfect. I like how i have to think really hard about what i want to say, and even then sometimes it doesn't come out just right. I like how in my head i can plan out the rest of my life, yet i'll never really know what to expect next, and chances are it never will be what i expected in the first place. What pen color i'll pull out of my desk. But it's more than a new pen color. It's a new day and the first day of the rest of my life.
I saw walk the line today, and i thought it was positively amazing. I have a new found fascination with johnny cash, as well. His music seems so much more appealing now that i know its background. Aw. Side note. It made me smile. I was telling my dad about my new found fascination, and he said, "You know who would be really excited about that if he were alive? your grandfather." I was like, awwwwww. yay.
I saw walk the line today, and i thought it was positively amazing. I have a new found fascination with johnny cash, as well. His music seems so much more appealing now that i know its background. Aw. Side note. It made me smile. I was telling my dad about my new found fascination, and he said, "You know who would be really excited about that if he were alive? your grandfather." I was like, awwwwww. yay.