sing it if you understand

I wanted to write. I wanted to write about about truth and beauty and life. I wanted to shake the core of someone and make them believe things that they might not have believed.

I still do, but instead I feel stretched. Stretched to the limit of what I understand and believe this world to be. I thought I was one person but it's amazing how things change. How the things we want, the life we want to live and how we might obtain that, changes. You think you want one thing and that drastically changes, even in the course of a year.

Stretched to find that balance between work, friends, school and myself. We had to attend a session on our personality types for work last week and though the woman that ran it was completely obnoxious, she did have some good things to say. One of them being that in order to be the person we want to be, we need to take time for ourselves. Sometimes, we forget to do that and then we wonder why we're so tired, or cranky or annoyed with life in general.

And on that note - you'll find me posting some of my writings for class here. Because it's nice to know that even if it sucks, someone will read it. And they may not understand it or even want to, but they'll read it. Because I need to find time and energy to get back to why I decided to go to school in the first place. Anyone have a good coffee shop that I could go to that will not be distracting?

And for those of you that requested to know what some of our writing assignments are - think about the things you take for granted and why you do that. Write about that as it pertains to your landscape and surroundings or as it pertains to people.

Quote o' the day:

"Life is a long lesson in humility." - James M. Barrie