Saturday, October 18, 2008

Something obvious



I spent a short time with one of my best friends up at Western Washington and had an amazing time. Bellingham is a beautiful place and has somehow managed to centralize some of the nicest people I've ever met.

Whenever I go on some new adventure, I always try to remember at least one thing that will forever define it in my memory. Lately, I've been trying so hard to keep my view on life as positive as I can because I realized that my life is really very easy and is literally filled with people who love me.

I can't think of one who person who would even have a reason to hate me.

And yet, there are small, random moments throughout the days and weeks that are almost unbearably sad. So on my adventure, I looked for the good in everything and I ended up having one of the best conversations of my life. My best friend and I were talking about where we were in our lives at this point, both feeling like we were in a similar place. She told me that her hope was that whatever situations had caused the negativity in our lives would not destroy us to the point of being invulnerable. How sad it would be for neither of us to have learned something that would be so vital and helpful in the future, to struggle with personal demons only to have them imprison us in the end.

And I believe that there are any number of situations in our time here on Earth in which our decision to either let something eat us alive or rise above ultimately decides the lens through which we see our day to day world and not just the challenges and successes along the way.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Taking a trip

I hate that some of the same old things still make me sad/sick. I may never grow up.

Today I'm taking the train to Bellingham. Which feels a lot like an escape. Something that I tend to do whenever possible--whether it be in the form of reading a book for hours on end, going somewhere by myself for a day or moving to a state that is 8 hours away from everyone that I love.

I am so thankful for the people in life who enjoy me, who actually plan some time to spend with me whenever possible. How did I get that lucky?

An older friend of mine gave me book to read the other day titled Panic Snap...I will always read the back covers of books now before I start reading the actual book. Apparently a panic snap is part of a bondage contraption that releases the...individual in case the situation goes too far. Erotic fiction, anyone?

I think I will write while I'm on the train this afternoon. And get myself some John Mayer for the Ipod. Call my cliche.