If it doesn't feel right, just let go. Should be easy, right. Why spend
so much energy, time and emotion trying to define the uneasiness. Don't
say yes, when you mean no.
Judgements are cheap shopping sprees made for these times. Individual instincts cast aside once the minds of the masses take hold. The quick gut wrenching pricks made by first impressions, first sightings, first words or first instincts are lost in timely price tags. The first impression is a powerful thing. For those instinctive souls out there, first impressions are magnetic. There are billions of people out there. There are few on the same spree.
We've all heard it; stop caring and be at peace. Really? There's an emptiness in not caring. How does one "uncare". If you are able to switch on and off a care factor, applause must rise with you. Damn. That would be a freeing feeling though, huh. Waking to thoughtlessness, mundane routines.
Days are made of interesting proposals. Inexpensive opportunities
crammed in our baggage. Excess materials providing scapegoats to light
loads. Lighter loads have a way of exposing themselves, lingering for
the jury to toss them out. Time is rare and disastrous to instincts.
In all of my 30 years, I've finally embraced the expenses. The price tag shocks briefly in comparison to heavier loads lugged around in times favor. It's terrifying to give a piece when the load has got so light. It hurts to care, but I'd rather feel a range of emotion than nothing at all.
Que the Prozac infomercial.
It's like a light bulb went off in the past 24hrs. The sudden burst of sun could be getting to me, but the sun feels pretty damn good. People will forget what you said, but can never forget the way you made them feel. Therefore, if you feel, in my mind, you care.
What kind of story is told lacking the ability to provoke feelings. It is not good for one to be alone. To see the good in loneliness prohibits human connection. The need for love, a word, misinterpreted and passed around like a used book, is to feel at all. Even the lonely define love.
Shit, maybe it's all in my head.
Some say that caring, thoughtfulness and genuineness are signs of weakness. Those, the same who define love by it's place in the dictionary. Love is a four letter word with a definition outside of the languages. There are many languages of love.
Love on. Be caring for those who make you feel. Give allowance to those who cross your mind. Spend money on light loads, don't buy in to the salutations. Others judgements of your journey are irrelevant to the story of your life. Those who judge aren't carrying the load.
Judgements are cheap shopping sprees made for these times. Individual instincts cast aside once the minds of the masses take hold. The quick gut wrenching pricks made by first impressions, first sightings, first words or first instincts are lost in timely price tags. The first impression is a powerful thing. For those instinctive souls out there, first impressions are magnetic. There are billions of people out there. There are few on the same spree.
We've all heard it; stop caring and be at peace. Really? There's an emptiness in not caring. How does one "uncare". If you are able to switch on and off a care factor, applause must rise with you. Damn. That would be a freeing feeling though, huh. Waking to thoughtlessness, mundane routines.
Days are made of interesting proposals. Inexpensive opportunities
crammed in our baggage. Excess materials providing scapegoats to light
loads. Lighter loads have a way of exposing themselves, lingering for
the jury to toss them out. Time is rare and disastrous to instincts.In all of my 30 years, I've finally embraced the expenses. The price tag shocks briefly in comparison to heavier loads lugged around in times favor. It's terrifying to give a piece when the load has got so light. It hurts to care, but I'd rather feel a range of emotion than nothing at all.
Que the Prozac infomercial.
It's like a light bulb went off in the past 24hrs. The sudden burst of sun could be getting to me, but the sun feels pretty damn good. People will forget what you said, but can never forget the way you made them feel. Therefore, if you feel, in my mind, you care.
What kind of story is told lacking the ability to provoke feelings. It is not good for one to be alone. To see the good in loneliness prohibits human connection. The need for love, a word, misinterpreted and passed around like a used book, is to feel at all. Even the lonely define love.
Shit, maybe it's all in my head.
Some say that caring, thoughtfulness and genuineness are signs of weakness. Those, the same who define love by it's place in the dictionary. Love is a four letter word with a definition outside of the languages. There are many languages of love.
Love on. Be caring for those who make you feel. Give allowance to those who cross your mind. Spend money on light loads, don't buy in to the salutations. Others judgements of your journey are irrelevant to the story of your life. Those who judge aren't carrying the load.
