Monday, November 1, 2010

I've got a fire on the soles of my feet

I keep starting posts but never finishing them. I wonder why...regardless I am convinced I will finish this one.

So, whats up? I feel like my blog is a friend that I haven't seen in a while. It's almost like it is awkward until we warm up to each other and can talk normally, you know? Well, hello blog! I've missed you.

Life has been so hectic recently that I don't know what to think about it. My grandpa had bypass surgery two weeks ago, and is still in the hospital. It just keeps getting worse, and it is strange for me. I don't feel it like how I think I should. Is there a right way to feel worry? I'm not like one of the girls in a movie where that is all they think about or they need to inhale sharply and sit on a couch and then break down into tears. No. For me it is more that I'll be really tired and then think of it and feel suddenly sad. But then it is gone. Like a wish on an eyelash.

Does that make me a bad person? I'm not sad like everyone else is. Am I wrong?

I wish I knew.

But besides that, senior year has been great in its own right! I've met a bunch of cool new people, been on some dates ;) and more. Haha. I keep getting the feeling that life has no where to go but up. And I'm going to run with that.

Honestly, whenever I'm outside and the stars are out I can't help but stop and stare. One morning, 'bout 5:50, I walk outside to my car and the moon is so bright you can see your shadow. The stars shine so bright that I feel sometimes that it is just for me because I'm the only one to notice. But I hope not.

Dear Blog, I hope we can become friends once more. We all have our awkward spells, see you soon!

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