Day 128- What To Do...

Boredom....I succumb to it quite quickly.

Even as I tried to type this, I got bored and started to clean my keyboard. Which actually doesn't work out to well when you have something that allows you to type open.

I think I just showed just how brilliant I can be.

Work done for today.

Great Job!

Day 127- Stuck

In this god forsaken town! With no car keys and the infamous "spare" no where to be found I have no means of getting out of here. I guess if I wanted to wander in to the next town it wouldn't be so bad, but the next town is not really an ideal escape. So, I will enjoy what little there is to enjoy by being secluded in a somewhat awkward town. A town divided by the old and the new. Some of the buildings here seem like they have been lost in time, and can't quite make up what decade they belong in. Interesting enough, I have been told the same thing. "That I am an old soul," who got mixed up in time somewhere along the way. Who knows if this is true......Probably just something someone said along the way to make up for my eccentricities. Their attempts at justifying my craziness obviously did no good. I know just how crazy I am, and I know that it has nothing to do with the decade I was born in, but a lot to do with being stuck in this god forsaken town!

Day 126- Perceptions

Your perceptions of the people and things around you will always be slightly skewed. There are several different reasons for this and none that I can actually explain. However, I can sum it up to the different experiences, up-bringing and outlooks one has as they go through life. Having different perceptions is not necessarily a bad thing, could you imagine a world where everyone had the same perception. What would books look like? Identical perceptions would create such a boring life experience, and life is just too much of an experience to waste thinking like everybody else. The only things that should be scary is having the wrong perception about somebody, and knowing that your perception of yourself will never be what everybody else sees. The first "scary" thing has a remedy, and that is to question and constantly question. There is no end to the things you can learn and the different perceptions you can gain. As for the perception of self, well that's a beast we have to burden. "Everyone is their own worst critic," as the saying goes. As for others, maybe their parents were robots or aliens, or potentially got dropped on their head as young children (Uncalled for, I know....sorry.) Either way, the self perception is always going to be a little harsh, but take it in stride. Notice compliments in the subtle ways they come, like the slight smile from across the room, and always be accepting of others perceptions of you because they will always hold some insight.

Day Forty Four- Keeping Still

For pictures this requires a tripod, but in life it is impossible. Even when you think you are still your moving. When a photographer forgets their tripod they must hand hold, and they find that even if your body is still your camera was not. With every breath you take you leave your stillness behind. To really hold still you need support. Without support you will shake and falter, and nothing will come out focused. In life, when you do not become still you become out of focus. Everyone needs stability, and everyone needs support. In the end, everyone needs a tripod!

Day Thirty Six- Lacking a Little

Sometimes you take on more than you realize, and I think you all have figured out that I am in that position. I am trying my hardest to keep up, but honestly let's face it, you would get tired of me quite quickly if I wrote everyday. Trust me, my life is not all that interesting.

However, occasionally I think I can share things that might help people in a way, any way, it could be a very random way, I don't particularly care as long as it is doing something.

I know that there are people on this Earth who feel like they were put here for a reason, and with each day that passes they wait for that one moment for which they were made for.

Personally, I think that you are made for every moment. With every step you take you leave some form of footprint. Whether it be visible or not, it has an impact.

Day (still haven't counted)-They all look just the same

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_2lGkEU4Xs&noredirect=1

Home is what you make it, or at least that is what I have been told. However, some places that people call home are quite questionable. I was born in the suburbs and grew up in the suburbs, but as I get older I am finding that I extremely dislike the suburbs. It is like the limbo between the country and the city, and I am not very much liking living in limbo. Another thing I have grown to dislike is the word limbo.

It is a very confusing word.

When you are a little kid you are taught that Limbo is a game in which you shimmy(face up) under a pole, and if you fall or hit the pole you lose the game. As you get older you learn that there is another kind of Limbo. This kind of Limbo is basically a waiting room between heaven and hell. TOTALLY DIFFERENT!

Day I haven't counted in awhile- I'm BACK!

Life can throw you curve balls, and let me tell you if you are already off your balance it will knock you on your back and take your breath away. The last two weeks has been a dramatic change. I was given a week to pack a three bedroom house and put it into storage. I had to take a week off of school, and when it is one of your last semesters, that is the last thing you want to do. Playing the game of catch up is not nearly as easy in college as it was in home school.

I can remember times in home school when I waited to do a months worth of homework until the night before it was due. I always finished on time back then, but this time it took me another week to catch up.

So two weeks later after all of this nonsense, I am back on my feet. A little wiser and a little less naive, but all for the better. I got that deep breath I needed, and got to scream at a man, who I didn't know, who definitely deserved it. All these things have helped me get a little piece of my sanity back.

It's weird it's like without sanity you feel insane. Hmmm...I wonder why that is.