Black and White

Black and white is beautiful.

So classic.

Breathtaking.

And lucky for me, it sells.  I work in a clothing store that specializes in the black and white.  Which makes sense.  Black and white is a fashion statement.  It is a staple in everyone's closet.  One needs to have black and white options.  From really casual to black tie.  It makes sense.

But I can't say that style is me.  I love color.  I'm not asking for a lot.

Maybe just a little bit of LOVE.

Don't Let Your Heart Be Troubled

This morning was my first Sunday back to the church I have grown up in.  And like normal, the sermon was written and delivered with me in mind.  God knew what the congregation needed to hear.

I have been dealing a lot lately with stress and worldly problems.  Each day I can feel the weight of my struggles pressing deeply into my shoulders.  There are some days when the burden is so heavy that I can only see my feet.  But today, God wanted me to see a little differently.

"Do not let your hearts be troubled.  Trust in God; trust also in Me."

-John 14:1

Let your hair down.
Shrug off the burden.
Take your shoes off.
Dance.
Take a load off.
Be at ease.
Enjoy peace and quiet.
Relax.
Give it up.
Get out of town.



Let go and let God.

Letting Go

wishing on the stars

being alone

leaving my phone

losing my watch

letting me breathe

taking a walk

getting lost

being self-sufficient

letting my hair down

losing control

taking a break

relaxing for a while

resetting my clock

cutting my ties

giving up responsibility

chilling out

laughing it off

giving everything back

saving up the hope

slowing down

watching the world

exploring my world

connecting to something

closing in on serenity

inventing myself

In The Music

I went to the most beautiful concert last night. Everything about it was perfect. The people, the songs, the performance. By the end of the night, I was in the music. Living, breathing, loving. My soul was on stage, my body was dancing, my mouth was singing the words that my heart has known all of this time. I was truly happy. It was the most beautiful way to end the best year of my life.

Some Days

Some things are just easy.

And some days are just good.

Some times are better than others.

And some days I wish I could -

I wish I could get up, go back,

Live my life like today.

I'm not looking for a second chance,

I'm just looking for a new way.

Because yesterday just wasn't -

Wasn't at all what I wanted.

And these ghosts from my past

Just can't keep me haunted.

Because I just fought back.

I stood up and walked out.

I might not know where I'm going,

But I have no room for doubt.

So today I have a new face to show,

A new glow to light my way.

Happiness is new to me

But this is where I'll stay.

Some things are just easy.

Some days are just good.

Some times are better than others.

Hell, I always knew they would.

Perfectly Ordinary

You know those days where everything is the way that it should be? I just had one.

Last night I went with my best friends to a party and we had the time of our lives. Good music, good dancing, good friends, good times. We slept in late this morning and then ate breakfast and got ready. We went to another party in the afternoon with the same good friends from the night before. Then, we went back to our rooms and rested. We grabbed some dinner and played tennis until the lights went out.

Spending the entire day with friends is a good way to celebrate life. It was so ordinary. And that is precisely why it was so perfect.

Me, Myself, and I

I was never one to be alone. I always used to hate going places by myself and doing anything without company. I can now say that I have changed.

I don't know what made me this way. Something happened this semester that has made me so comfortable in my own skin. I have not felt self-conscious in a while and have oozed confidence in every part of my life that I can think of.

Maybe it was my room mate moving out. I had to learn to be comfortable with myself. I literally spend hours every day with just me. I never sleep, so when the rest of the world goes to sleep, I only have myself to stay with. I can thank my room mate for loving me and leaving me. She is such a good friend and I miss her, but at the same time, I really love the new me.

Maybe it was receiving the most truthful insult of my life. I had to come to terms with aspects of my personality that I had never looked at before. My aunt said something to me that she intended to be nice, but it was actually a back-handed compliment. I had to take it in stride. And truth be known, she was right. And I am okay with that.

Maybe it was coming to terms with my future. I realized that my job might not be perfect for me, but it was the responsible thing to do. I became determined to keep with my current path so that I may afford to live a life that is healthy for me.

Maybe it was a lot of things.

Whatever it was, thank you. I love myself. I have never felt that way before.