Seeing

I can't explain it completely. But I see the world in a way slightly different from what I assume everyone else does. I notice all the little details and skip past the bigger ones generally. I could get lost in the petals of a flower, moss on a rock, the jut of a jawline for hours at a time. Whereas it seems most other people poor past these things. I'd much rather spend a day studying the face of a person than think about bigger issues every time.

Choice

Just remember that this was all your choosing.

-V-

Passing Thought

A passing thought I wrote down last night:

I'll find you one day, and you'll say, "I've been waiting too long. Where have you been hiding?" I'll respond, "I've always been here waiting for you."

A little trite and overused perhaps, but it was there in my mind and I had to get it written down.

Trying Again

It always seems like I'm trying to reboot my life and get back to writing, over and over again. Today I found a cash of writings I did over the years that might be exactly what I need to push myself back up the long hill to catch up. My dream is to one day look back and see the accomplishments of my writing and see that I stuck to it. It may take me weeks, or months to get back on top of it, but this time around I won't let anything get in my way.

-V-

Entrances and Exits

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;

Sometimes the these exits and entrances are too soon; sometimes too late. Recently it seems they are always off.
But in the end, I know the universe is plotting something.