Paper Cuts.

I promised myself only to write when I’m enthused, or feeling unrestricted emotion.
I’m not convinced how I feel right now but I’m persuaded myself to type.

There are people who come into your life and instantaneously impact it. Others it may take time. Life has a funny way of working itself out, it may not be the way you intended but eventually just like the sea, it settles the current changes and finally it’s at rest.

I speak about “life” not as a specialist but only as a practiced presence that’s endeavored quite a lot for being in attendance for 23 years.

Someone may start with an undeniable, pleasant appeal and leave with a completely unintended exit.

 Some you find a rare connection with, others may hurt you like …

Paper cuts.

Small, survivable pain yet your neurons are so fixated on the wound it’s hard to disregard.

This week hasn’t been one of my favorites.

Some things are over before they even begin. We’re fighting with ourselves, we struggle with choices. Not knowing if the time is right, not certain if your hearts misleading your mind or vice versa. You can drowned yourself in emotion and get that sea or “life” choppy again constantly questioning.



Life is full of opportunities and decisions. I’ve had to remind myself happiness is based off of decisions. You are happy because you choose to be. You have people in your life because you’ve selected them to remain there. If you lack the effort or appreciation for someone and assume they know how you feel, look for them underneath the exit sign.



Everybody wants to be loved but sadly love doesn’t let us select its destination. Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in our hearts. We’re so eager to discover answers we fail to see the obvious. This week I found the obvious, or it found me. What I thought I had I truly didn’t. All that remains is the constant cycle of occurrences and memories that should have shined or beamed a light for me to see the apparent long ago. 
Shit happens.

Woulda, coulda, shoulda.
The silence is familiar, not much will change. Never take for granted someone special. Don’t neglect someone you cherish for who you care for might feel like trash and someone’s trash is another’s treasure.

Can you see the neon light from the exit sign glow on my cheek from where you're standing?

Opportunities do not come with their values stamped upon them.

Every day is an opportunity to make a new happy ending.

Until next time.

This is how it works
your young until your not
you love until you don't
you try until you can't
you laugh until you cry
you cry until you laugh
and everyone must breathe
until their dying breath

Well this is how it works
you peer inside yourself
you take the things you like
and try to love the things you took
and then you take that love you make
and stick it into some, someone else's heart
pumping someone elses blood
and walk in arm in arm
you hope it don't get harmed
but even if if does you'd just do it all again