This post is dedicated to the current day, for making me feel things.
Today has really made me feel it all. I sometimes wish I were an artist, who paints to express herself when she's unable to form the words. Or to be like a musician, like the one I get to marry, when he feels so strongly about certain things that he just picks up his guitar and starts strumming and great things happen, he all around feels better.
So often, I pick up a piece of paper and pen and start writing and then my thoughts get away from me and my poor hand can't keep up with how fast my thoughts come from my mind. They're spewing out and can't be contained or stopped and my palm hurts and then I'm just annoyed that I feel these feelings and think these thoughts and can't even get them out on paper fast enough to make myself feel better, less anxious.
You artists and musicians, you're so lucky.
It's so odd writing about life experiences that aren't necessarily positive. Actually, I shouldn't even say that. Gosh, you have no idea how easy it is to type a ridiculous amount of words right now and then hold down the delete button and make my current page white again. It's hard to write about things that aren't joyful.
I feel like every time I publish a blog, I go off on tangents. I have this set idea in my mind and then I start typing about something, my mind goes every which way and then I didn't even cross the point of the post or what I figured would be the point by the end of it. It's so weird that just typing makes me feel better than I did five minutes ago, but it also feels so vulnerable to put my words out there for just anyone to read. Literally anyone in the world can read this and feel things from reading it; they can agree with it and disagree with it and they have the ability to comment about my thoughts and feelings with their own thoughts and feelings. It's wild. I do my best to not feel stressed about it. Because that would truly defeat this purpose.
Perhaps that's my point, to always leave here feeling better. That's what writing usually does for me. Perhaps that can be my undertaking, to hope that you read my thoughts and ponder your own and maybe feel lighter.
See what just happened there? I went off on a tangent about going off on tangents.
Here's to being human!
Today, I felt sadness, I cried, I laughed, I felt frustrated and like I didn't understand but wanted to, I felt slightly upset, I felt cold and alive, I felt warmed by the sun and grateful that it was out and then later, the sunset made me feel small and that there is just so much more to our daily lives than feeling frustration or sadness or any other feeling at that. Does the sunset do that to you too?
I'm thankful that life sometimes hands me unfortunate events.
I feel as though we need trying and troubling times to better appreciate all the smooth and happy times. This balance is important. We need the sad times to be brought closer to the people in our lives, to show each other love and express how we feel towards one another at all times because you truly never know if it will be the last time we see one another. This is always something I could be better about. To never leave each other upset. To always leave your loved ones with kind words and a warm embrace. To always take the time to put your phone down and give each other undivided attention, especially when one is going through a harder time. To constantly be willing to connect. To always be respectful and say you're sorry or that you appreciate someone or love them.
Never fear these actions and words.
Tuesdays are usually a day that doesn't get much recognition but today is worth recognizing. We may have attended a funeral, we may have felt terribly sad, things may not have gone our way, conversations may have turned and it may have been a lot colder outside than it's been but we're still here, we're breathing, we're supporting each other, we're sad together, we'll get through it together. I felt sadness and I'm positive it doesn't even compare with the amount of sadness felt by others. That's being a human, feeling things, feeling for others, being in it together, side by side.
Jeez, there is probably no point to this post, yet again. I have simply rambled my feelings and stuff but I suppose I do feel better. I feel light. I feel the universe listening. I actually feel hungry now too.
But anyways, life is crazy, sad, happy, weird, and a beautiful thing.
Period.
Oh! If I didn't quite make you feel good yet, I'm pretty sure if you're reading this you're fortunate enough to have a computer or laptop or cellphone, so that's cool and someone in your life loves you and at one point or another someone has probably pictured you naked and that probably made them happy in that moment so I hope you feel happy now too.
Today has really made me feel it all. I sometimes wish I were an artist, who paints to express herself when she's unable to form the words. Or to be like a musician, like the one I get to marry, when he feels so strongly about certain things that he just picks up his guitar and starts strumming and great things happen, he all around feels better.
So often, I pick up a piece of paper and pen and start writing and then my thoughts get away from me and my poor hand can't keep up with how fast my thoughts come from my mind. They're spewing out and can't be contained or stopped and my palm hurts and then I'm just annoyed that I feel these feelings and think these thoughts and can't even get them out on paper fast enough to make myself feel better, less anxious.
You artists and musicians, you're so lucky.
It's so odd writing about life experiences that aren't necessarily positive. Actually, I shouldn't even say that. Gosh, you have no idea how easy it is to type a ridiculous amount of words right now and then hold down the delete button and make my current page white again. It's hard to write about things that aren't joyful.
I feel like every time I publish a blog, I go off on tangents. I have this set idea in my mind and then I start typing about something, my mind goes every which way and then I didn't even cross the point of the post or what I figured would be the point by the end of it. It's so weird that just typing makes me feel better than I did five minutes ago, but it also feels so vulnerable to put my words out there for just anyone to read. Literally anyone in the world can read this and feel things from reading it; they can agree with it and disagree with it and they have the ability to comment about my thoughts and feelings with their own thoughts and feelings. It's wild. I do my best to not feel stressed about it. Because that would truly defeat this purpose.
Perhaps that's my point, to always leave here feeling better. That's what writing usually does for me. Perhaps that can be my undertaking, to hope that you read my thoughts and ponder your own and maybe feel lighter.
See what just happened there? I went off on a tangent about going off on tangents.
Here's to being human!
Today, I felt sadness, I cried, I laughed, I felt frustrated and like I didn't understand but wanted to, I felt slightly upset, I felt cold and alive, I felt warmed by the sun and grateful that it was out and then later, the sunset made me feel small and that there is just so much more to our daily lives than feeling frustration or sadness or any other feeling at that. Does the sunset do that to you too?
I'm thankful that life sometimes hands me unfortunate events.
I feel as though we need trying and troubling times to better appreciate all the smooth and happy times. This balance is important. We need the sad times to be brought closer to the people in our lives, to show each other love and express how we feel towards one another at all times because you truly never know if it will be the last time we see one another. This is always something I could be better about. To never leave each other upset. To always leave your loved ones with kind words and a warm embrace. To always take the time to put your phone down and give each other undivided attention, especially when one is going through a harder time. To constantly be willing to connect. To always be respectful and say you're sorry or that you appreciate someone or love them.
Never fear these actions and words.
Tuesdays are usually a day that doesn't get much recognition but today is worth recognizing. We may have attended a funeral, we may have felt terribly sad, things may not have gone our way, conversations may have turned and it may have been a lot colder outside than it's been but we're still here, we're breathing, we're supporting each other, we're sad together, we'll get through it together. I felt sadness and I'm positive it doesn't even compare with the amount of sadness felt by others. That's being a human, feeling things, feeling for others, being in it together, side by side.
Jeez, there is probably no point to this post, yet again. I have simply rambled my feelings and stuff but I suppose I do feel better. I feel light. I feel the universe listening. I actually feel hungry now too.
But anyways, life is crazy, sad, happy, weird, and a beautiful thing.
Period.
Oh! If I didn't quite make you feel good yet, I'm pretty sure if you're reading this you're fortunate enough to have a computer or laptop or cellphone, so that's cool and someone in your life loves you and at one point or another someone has probably pictured you naked and that probably made them happy in that moment so I hope you feel happy now too.
