Discipline.

Allows you to seem like you forgot all about it.

Sometimes things just happen.

The puppet master

You, the charming puppet master,
slow things down or make them go faster.
You make everyone else's decision
based upon your icy and glorious provision.
And every single one of your dolls
falls at your feet and roars in applause.
You bask in the light of the adorned attention
but scorn at the responsibility mentioned,
that comes along with being their god.
You say you never asked to feel like such a fraud.
Because, really, you are just a little boy,
skinning his knees and playing with toys.
And the thing that I have never understood
is why no one sneers when you tell Jesus to be good.

What are we fighting for

Itching to move forward and stay still all at the same time.

When I am old and look back on my life, if I haven't loved, then I haven't lived. That is what is important. I will not remember the grade I made on a test in college, but I will remember the people in my life along the way. If you don't love, what will you do?

Thinking back, I'm not sure when I started to accept myself. But damn, it feels so good. Everyone, love yourself. You are wonderful.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scctp8-xYX4

Oh my god I miss you right now.

Fog.

A gentle sadness has taken over me today like the fog did the hills this morning. I am my old self again-- now you have all the glory.