a life summer
wake up. do things. fall asleep. repeat.
sit down. log in. realize you are not curing your boredom. log out. repeat.
light up. put out. repeat.
praise summer (oh yeah). i've been trying to listen to myself lately... mainly just because i'm the one always doing the talking. i think people who talk to themselves a lot become good listeners... unless of course they are talking to themselves in their head while you're trying to talk to them, in which case, they suck at listening.
summers are always difficult to handle. cumbersome if you will. my friend brandon said that summers always have the best memories, but winters always have your favorite memories.
"okay good job, now we're off the ground. now we're floating. oh, watch out for that airplane. wave. keep going. we're almost there. can you see it? this is time. take my hand so you know you aren't a lonely person. we both have three hands now, see it? don't you see it yet?"
i have two days before i leave for athens. two weeks ago, that day seemed like it was so far away. and now it's approaching and i feel like it's cutting off the air to my summer. like it's some sort of interruption worthy of being feared. this summer's been good to me. fair at least.
"the weaker side of your personality is in this fist. and your kindness rests in your palm. don't you want to open it up? see for yourself what it looks like. what you always keep closed and haven't seen for so long. let it go. two fists will never know what open hands do."
i wake up in the morning and tell myself to keep the word 'courage' in my mind. because i think i need courage to do certain things during the day. things like challenging myself. i guess.
i'm still young. i'm getting old. i know what's cool. people tell me what's cool. i'm comfortable with myself. i have to make myself look good. i'm great. i'm worthless. my life is amazing. my life is shallow. time is on my side and i picture myself very comfortable in a decade. i could die tomorrow. there's something after this, i never asked to be born, and i don't think i was put here just to live a life. there is no afterlife. i listen well, and care about people. my moments of ignorance and selfishness both surprise me and are accepted at the same time.
^ i do this all the time ^
tall boys and wide smokes. did anyone else do that this summer and think it was kinda funny?
i'm completely not (not completely) truthful with myself. you were right.
wait. i'm working on it. just like everyone else!
sit down. log in. realize you are not curing your boredom. log out. repeat.
light up. put out. repeat.
praise summer (oh yeah). i've been trying to listen to myself lately... mainly just because i'm the one always doing the talking. i think people who talk to themselves a lot become good listeners... unless of course they are talking to themselves in their head while you're trying to talk to them, in which case, they suck at listening.
summers are always difficult to handle. cumbersome if you will. my friend brandon said that summers always have the best memories, but winters always have your favorite memories.
"okay good job, now we're off the ground. now we're floating. oh, watch out for that airplane. wave. keep going. we're almost there. can you see it? this is time. take my hand so you know you aren't a lonely person. we both have three hands now, see it? don't you see it yet?"
i have two days before i leave for athens. two weeks ago, that day seemed like it was so far away. and now it's approaching and i feel like it's cutting off the air to my summer. like it's some sort of interruption worthy of being feared. this summer's been good to me. fair at least.
"the weaker side of your personality is in this fist. and your kindness rests in your palm. don't you want to open it up? see for yourself what it looks like. what you always keep closed and haven't seen for so long. let it go. two fists will never know what open hands do."
i wake up in the morning and tell myself to keep the word 'courage' in my mind. because i think i need courage to do certain things during the day. things like challenging myself. i guess.
i'm still young. i'm getting old. i know what's cool. people tell me what's cool. i'm comfortable with myself. i have to make myself look good. i'm great. i'm worthless. my life is amazing. my life is shallow. time is on my side and i picture myself very comfortable in a decade. i could die tomorrow. there's something after this, i never asked to be born, and i don't think i was put here just to live a life. there is no afterlife. i listen well, and care about people. my moments of ignorance and selfishness both surprise me and are accepted at the same time.
^ i do this all the time ^
tall boys and wide smokes. did anyone else do that this summer and think it was kinda funny?
i'm completely not (not completely) truthful with myself. you were right.
wait. i'm working on it. just like everyone else!