‘it always rains, doesn’t it?.’
right now. listening to thunder and waiting for the rain to fall. drinking hot cocoa (poor choice. it’s so warm in this house). and i’m thinking.. thinking that it’s so strange and sort of wonderful when you get to a point where you realize how off track you have become in your plans. you know.. the plans that are usually too extreme and often times no where near rational. i’ve been floating around with all these ideas and intentions and i’ve landed here in reality not really moving towards anything at all. i’m all sorts of stagnant. i’ve always hated how extreme of a person i am.. especially when it comes to making any sort of a decision. go big or go home right? well here’s the thing. i want to be extreme. i want to have an extreme life. i want to live and love and laugh so hard it hurts, but i want to do this everyday. i want to remember it all like it was yesterday. i want to think back and see all the wonder in it all. mostly, though, i want to stop relying on my memories and concentrate on now.
this moment.
right here.
i think it takes the rain and the mess of it all to shake things up again. i’m so thankful for that tonight.
2 years ago • 3 notes
