A Modern Mans Hustle

11:11? Casual conversation? 6 years ago? Really? I don't know how to take this but I am sure of one thing, I'm not going to over analyze this one. I have no idea what any of this means. I just know it means something. I refuse to make this situation priority and I refuse to evoke opinions out of people. For once, I don't want to hear them. When everything falls into place I will be the only judgement call.

Latch Key Kid

It's funny how you can forget about music; certain bands or genres. You completely leave them behind as if they were a person you just got tired of spending time with all because something else came along. 
I was shuffling through my iTunes the other day and came across a song that stopped me in my tracks. I couldn't imagine how I had forgotten about it. 
I genuinely believe that you don't miss something until you notice that it's gone, but how did I not notice that it was gone?  All I can think about is where was I when things were changing, where was I when I made this transition.. 

Awake

It's when I'm driving home and the sun is just about to sneak behind the mountains that everything gets put into perspective for me. That's when I realize that no matter how my day goes, no matter what it is I spend my time doing, the sun will still rise in the morning and set in the evening. I spend a lot of time telling people, "life is going to keep moving whether you want it to or not" or "your life is going on around you and you need to be present in it because you're missing out on your own life". I say those words over and over but it isn't until the sun sets that I really listen to what they mean. It isn't until an orange sky shines through my car windows that I actually hear what I'm always trying to instill in people. 
This is it.. This is my life. These are the
moments that count, that really make a difference and I often times forget to live through them. I forget to be alive in my own life. 
So as the sun finally drops behind the mountains I take a deep breath and remember that living isn't always just getting up in the morning and functioning. It's the actual act of feeling alive...

One Of Those Days

I'm sad. Just today. For some reason that I can't put a finger on. I just feel empty. I just feel sad.

A Summer Night

I sit outside at dusk with my best friends laughing about the silly things that genuinely hold no importance in our lives and smoking cigarettes to pass the time that already seems to be moving too quickly. While our lives are at huge turning points that none of us seem to be able to get a grip on; we still make time for this. Although they are not the same turning points by any means that is where the beauty is in it. Even though each of our lives are significantly changing we can still sit down, in the backyard of our home, and appreciate that the only thing we can possibly make sense of at the moment is that we love each other for every mistake, every flaw, every moment and every uplift we each bring to the table.
Although I cannot make sense of anything except for the fact that I am entirely in love with these people I would never trade it for any oounce of knowledge this universe has to offer. I trade my sanity in for priceless summer nights and I am entirely content with that.

Have Heart

So I have no Facebook. I deleted it so I could give myself a chance to get back into reality. To join the world. Technology and social networking has cocooned my life along with everyone elses life that surrounds me. I want to have real conversation. I want to have intimate relationships with the people in my life. Relationships that matter that consist of matter. That consist of realness. I'm ready to make changes and I'm willing to do anything that I need to do in order to allow those changes to happen. I want more. More life.

Loud and Clear

What do you do when you don't fit in with the people you have called your "friends" for years?
This is my que.. To move. To start over.
Thank you ANITC..