Journal
A daily journal in the life of I–battles of self, surrender, and purpose
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Written June 26th, the day I was born 20 years ago.
Today’s my 20th birthday And I feel like I’m having a fucking heart attack. Not because of my birthday, but just because the littlest of things have been giving me anxiety lately. I slept for only 4 hours last night and I feel like I’m running on E. All the…
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It’s been a month since we last spoke,
And this is all I have to speak about; After partying for a week long with my love, we flew back home last night from Savannah, Georgia. Yes that’s right, I traveled further than my Long Beach Transit bus can take me, and it wasn’t mandatory. Though I may not…
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Life’s full of bumps
Not sure what life is and you third worlders aren’t helping me. Spent an hour crying to the Universe confused on purpose like I ever got it to begin with. I see images I’m not sure I care for but still ponder them over time; I’m forced with burdens that…
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I’ve had nothing to say nor anything to do
So I won’t force it. Things come to mind but my hesitation on worthiness stops me from making it a physical piece. I’ve been spending my days doing things I consider nothing and this is how I plan to live my life. In a universe with nothing to do, I…
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As I say Good Morning to the rising sun,
I walk in awe as she sings her song. The warmth of her words find their way over hills and through cracks, preparing the earth for another day. Hello, she says so lightly I can only hear but a gentle breeze. I smile back in return as we exchange glances…