Today was one of those day's that brought me back to my childhood.
Back to when everything was black and white.
The only way we kept track of time was through our stomachs.
Today reminded me of the days without worry, without stress.
It reminded me of what I look forward to from october to march.
summer.
The time of year that I look forward to the most.
Blue skies, sparkling waters, bronzed skin, and warm starlit nights.
When I was a child, the happiest times of my life and the most
prominent memories in my mind are of summer.
My family comes together more often
and friends stay for weeks at a time.
Summer is a time of pure bliss for me.
As a child, it was the staple that kept us all together.
It caused us to take family vacations and go on trips with 15 people at a time.
Today was a blessing and a tease.
I cannot wait until the summer.
We could all use an extended vacation.
Ladies and Gentlmen...
82 days and counting.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
My life at a red light.
Lately...I have not been too driven to get anything done.
I don't want to wake up in the morning.
I don't want to clean anything.
I don't want to do any work.
Especially school work.
Summer is a bright sparkly star in the distance
and i have been following it all year, with perserverance
and somewhat dedication.
I may have been procrastinating, but I get my work done.
I am thoroughly ready to graduate.
These are supposed to be the best years of my life,
and all I can think about is getting them over and done with.
I need a reminder of what I have been working for,
working towards, and working hard.
Why is inspiration so hard to come by these days?
I don't want to wake up in the morning.
I don't want to clean anything.
I don't want to do any work.
Especially school work.
Summer is a bright sparkly star in the distance
and i have been following it all year, with perserverance
and somewhat dedication.
I may have been procrastinating, but I get my work done.
I am thoroughly ready to graduate.
These are supposed to be the best years of my life,
and all I can think about is getting them over and done with.
I need a reminder of what I have been working for,
working towards, and working hard.
Why is inspiration so hard to come by these days?
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