Missing Blessings
I spent a lot of time thinking last night, about big things, like family, and love, our connection with one another(and I'm more of the focus on the little things kind of guy, because they are what...
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I spent a lot of time thinking last night, about big things, like family, and love, our connection with one another(and I'm more of the focus on the little things kind of guy, because they are what...
I can't meet. Losing sleep over this. No I can't. And now I cannot stop pacing. Give me a few hours. I'll have this all sorted out. If my mind would just stop racing. Cause I cannot stand still.
Can I please pack up all the bullshit. throw the trash and wash the can. Can I make the bed, no wrinkles, no mess. Can I sweep all the memories off the floors. Can I mop all the tracks of pain.
Being human is a life of ups and downs. You can have good days or bad days, a good moment or a bad moment. Human is the life of making mistakes but going back and making it right.
I’m sorry of being so emotional. I’m sorry of being so possessive. I’m sorry that I cry for you. I’m sorry because I can’t live without you. I’m sorry for the tears you shed.
True love is like a pair of socks: you've gotta have two of them and they've gotta match.
There’s a certain kind of pain that can numb you. There’s a type of freedom that can tie you down. Sometimes the unexplained can define you. And sometimes the silence is the only sound.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. I behave like a child. When I became a man, I put my childish ways behind me.
In life we do things. Some we wish we had never done. Some we wish we could replay a million times in our heads. But they all make us who we are, and in the end they shape every detail about us.
The paradox of our times in history is that we have bigger buildings, but smaller souls; larger highways, but narrower minds. We spend more, but we have less. We buy more, but we have less joy.
The wind created a river of sand about two feet off the beach. Fragments of pebbles caught the wind and miniature dunes sprang up at my feet.
I believe that everything happens for a reason.