jumbled thoughts. sounded good when thinking them.
so. last night i fell in love. i fell so in love with my life. Joe and i went into boston for the day, and then at night we went and saw Carlos Mencia. while we were walking around in boston i realized something. So many people are in a rush, and i just dont understand why this is happening. We live and then we die, and i now know what used to scare me so much about living and dying, it was the living. Sure death is scary, but we dont know what happens when we die, but we do know what happens when we live. Yesterday, as we walked around this beautiful big city, i lived, i smiled, i took my time. We did absoutley nothing for 7 hours, just walked around boston, we rode the subway for no apparent reason, only to live. As we were on the subway, i looked up at this man, this person standing behind me, i saw his reflection in the glass, and with every second i just looked into his eyes, i relaized im living. Anyone that knows what has happend in my life, you may or may not disagree with the things i did, or the path i choose, but i choose to live, to take mistakes, and to walk along that path, and at first i couldnt hold my head up, and be proud, but, then i made the decision to live, we only have ONE life, one chance to live, to savor it. So why hurry, walk slow, stare up at the night sky, frolic, what is living, its not rushing so fast that you dont get to appricate where you live. The city is the most amazing place i have ever seen. I slowed down last night, i lived. Life is great. I walked hand in hand with the boy that im going to live with for the rest of my life. Why should i rush, there is no reason. Whats the point of stress, all of this just causes to forget how amazing life is. When we begin to rush, were not living.