drug of choice.
Why is it so much easier to focus on the negative things in life? Why do we always talk about what we hate, instead of what we love? Why do we spend more time thinking about the people who drag us down and forget about those who lift us up? I say "we" but really I mean "I". I don't get it. I'm not sure why I allow such negativity to take center stage in my life. I don't mean too, I really don't. I love a lot of people and many of them love me too, but I'm still mad at the ones who hurt me ever so long ago.
It doesn't always happen, but it happens more often than I'd like. I really have such a blissful life and I am so lucky, this I know. I am beyond blessed and I feel it. I really, really do. Summer smells and feels just like I've imagined it should. It's a California summer; something I missed out on last year. I am really soaking it all up - literally. Sunshine is my new drug of choice. You can't get me out of it. All I want to do is lay by the pool or on the grass or in the hammock and read books and eat cherries and drink ice, cold water. I love the feeling of sweat trickling down my back and the breeze in my hair. I might be a broke graduate student, but I am really living the dream right now. At least, the dream that I have for this summer. The way I see it: I've been given another opportunity to step out of the "real" world again and into the world of a student. And guess what? Students get a summer! I am loving every single sun-kissed minute of it, and I refuse to let anyone drag me down. So I choose to step away from the negativity and into the light again. I'll do it over and over again if necessary; In fact, I'd love to.
It doesn't always happen, but it happens more often than I'd like. I really have such a blissful life and I am so lucky, this I know. I am beyond blessed and I feel it. I really, really do. Summer smells and feels just like I've imagined it should. It's a California summer; something I missed out on last year. I am really soaking it all up - literally. Sunshine is my new drug of choice. You can't get me out of it. All I want to do is lay by the pool or on the grass or in the hammock and read books and eat cherries and drink ice, cold water. I love the feeling of sweat trickling down my back and the breeze in my hair. I might be a broke graduate student, but I am really living the dream right now. At least, the dream that I have for this summer. The way I see it: I've been given another opportunity to step out of the "real" world again and into the world of a student. And guess what? Students get a summer! I am loving every single sun-kissed minute of it, and I refuse to let anyone drag me down. So I choose to step away from the negativity and into the light again. I'll do it over and over again if necessary; In fact, I'd love to.