June 2010
22 posts
letter one: you live in a world of fakes
Welcome to Planet Earth. I’m glad you’ve finally caught on. Pad your makeup on, dye your hair, change your attitude, and continue to point the finger to those surrounding you.
You are surrounded by fakes, and to that I say, “move.” Find another place where every person coming within a ten foot radius of you has never hid their feelings, covered their true identity, concealed the...
“You’re a girl to love.”
Day By Day Playlist, courtesy of Shannon Fulda
gawd… that took forever. i wanna make this playlist.
day 01 - your favorite song
= life and love and why by switchfoot day 02 - your least favorite song
= achy breaky heart by billy ray cyrus day 03 - a song that makes you happy
= good old fashioned nightmare by matt & kim day 04 - a song that makes you sad
= satellite heart by anya marina day 05 - a song that reminds you...
Routes - December 2008
…and I wonder where to go from here. Another old’n. December of 2008.
My car is sitting at this intersection with so many paths to take. Not a busy intersection; a quiet one: a peaceful, country road led up to this junction that nestles itself in the hillside, an intersection with each road far from any sort of destination, but does that destination really matter? Undoubtedly will there...
I Live For the Moment - June 2009
Wrote this in June… still applies in a lot of ways. I live for the mornings spent driving through a groggy Tucson, window down, and Bon Iver quietly blasting through the speakers. I long for the day that this scene becomes my home, and, therefore, live for the days that are the countdown to that moment. I live for the nights that begin downtown, and the ending of my time that is marked by...
A Million Tries - May 2010
I’d take it back. Let me have twenty more tries. Give me a million times to live this life and I’d continue to screw it up. It is always something that goes wrong. Make the perfect apology, while they refuse to accept it. It’s the being down on one’s self. I’m losing; drowning. Where’s the hand? I’m flawed and weak. Take me out of here. Save me. Be there....
Revelations - May 2010
Urging all high school friends to read into this. I find myself to be witty. As the west pulled the shine away from my day, my dreams failed me. My hope was lost as others continued the routine of a new morning. Wishing to have those warm afternoons back, I sat in a wintered darkness. Glimmers of handcrafted light could never suffice the day. Like a match lighting the midnight, I looked for...
Hello, My Name Is... - March 2010
I sat there pinpointing those specs in other’s eyes only to aid me in removing my plank. Reality has brought me to see that as I sit there and analyze, I hurt myself and lash out to those who I should show the kindest of treatment to. Why not now instead just consistently take the things that hurt me, from whomever, and remember why I shouldn’t act that way anymore? This is a...
Dear God - March 2010
Please keep her strong though she’s gone. Please relieve her of her stress. Please help them work. Please make the blood run. Please let my mind focus. Please bring truth out of her mouth. Please have her learn to appreciate. Please help me keep the peace. Please remind me to observe the details. Please have me do him justice. Please make him never forget. Please give me the will. ...
I Want To Make This Into A Script - March 2010
So dark; so gone; so cold. He gave his heart, and she sold her soul.
I'm Not One To Give Up, 'till Now - January 2010
You are a mirage. From distances, I see images of beauty and potential of salvation. When viewed up close, disappointment settles in, and reality grips my arm to hold me back. Realizing that few will come to my rescue, I am unaware of how many more moments I can waste being let down at your side. No one will come to this end of the hall to pick me up, to be my rebound, to make me forget about...
Dad's Christmas Letter - December 2009
MY DAD WROTE THIS LITTLE ESSAY THIS MORNING. THOUGHT I’D SHARE IT. I can’t begin to remember how long I have known and sung this song. It was not until recently that I actually paid attention to the lyrics. I find this kind of thing happening to me more and more often as I get older. Familiar things seem to be taking on more and different meanings. Karen and I were at a Christmas...
There's This Stirring Deep Within Me - December...
I’m looking forward to solitude. Nights waiting for my parents to lay their heads down in order to escape to snowy roads that lead to the ends of my world. I yearn to hold my grape tobacco between my index and middle finger… taking drags between tone deaf lyrical endeavors with my good friend Justin Vernon. I cannot wait to list the reasons to retreat from the funk that I have been...
Scattered Themes, Just Thoughts - November 2009
Life isn’t like a box of chocolates. There are not corny, realistic ways to describe the breathes we take. It has its lonely moments. The silence becomes too much to bear. We skin our knees when every ounce of caution was exhausted. Yet, there is no respect in wallowing in the raw aspects of our surroundings. Love is spontaneous. The act of commitment is not as Walt has penned it to be, but...
Be That - November 2009
I walk with a purpose. The feet stomp a definite route while the mind wanders. I know where I’m going just as the door opens. Spontaneous behavior has flown out the window a long time ago. Traits I wish to have returned to me exited along with such behavior. I inhale. This substance is becoming addictive. It warms my body that dressed to impress even with the plan for solitude. Considering...
Emergency Escapes - October 2009
I got lucky. Not in the least bit stated as a recent occurence. This was a long time ago. Restated?
A year and seven months ago, I got lucky. Eight months ago, I lost my luck. Downhill spiral since. Please trust me, this is not me running a way quite yet. I don’t want to flee again. I knew that such a situation would be too good to be true so soon in my arrival. In so many ways,...
