Old thoughts, same girl.

Looking back at my old journal entries, I consider myself such a BJ* It's funny how much a person can change in one year, one month, one day. I find my emotions are altered so easily from a simple "hi," to a really sapster** song. People have managed to do a toll on my life's coaster but the good part is some have managed to ride with me. But still it's life's happenings that make writing so purposeful and prophetic. It's been neat to see my entries start to progress into a steady rhythm & I found it usually sounds like an ***Arcade Fire song--slow, intriguing, then stress building, then stressful, chaotic, then really happy, and alas calm and peaceful. Then repeat. But I'll take it. So, as I was looking through old writings and stumbled upon an over a year, piece of thought.  I contend to each word wholly. 

Brought to life on January 18, 2008

When new lives are introduced,

And there's no way you can refuse

We’re brave still to say yes,

Because a good can become a best.

So I’ve made my way home

& Acquired the temporary taste of alone,

But perhaps only to reflect--

That pretty things don't have to be done yet.

And if this new chemistry becomes filled with ifs and buts,

I’ll fix it myself & travel all the hours and minutes.

*big joke 

** sad songs that are cool and trendy. 

***check out "Keep The Car Running."

Off to listen to Coldplay or something, 

Tracy