I'll think out loud and throw out a few ideas, I turn 21 in less than a week? that feels too dull, too personal something that you might not relate to or think on. I mean don't get me wrong I'm excited to celebrate the last 21 years. Life it's a beautiful gift. With these years I've become well, who I am, I've got a head full of knowledge and facts that bounce around. I've got a heart full of experiences that get pumped through my veins and warm my body. and I've got a soul that knows there is so much more to learn and grow on. I feel like that's enough, I don't need to celebrate or go on and on about it but I have time and empty pages that need to be written for the curious eyes that linger here looking for something so I progress to new ideas.
I could blog about my recent tanning experience, it's a well know fact that I'm a sun lover, a warm day seeker, a complete vitamin D junkie. I mean nothing kisses the skin better than the sun's sweet rays nothing warms the heart like warm bare feet on a nice day. (not quite as romantic I know but still it's a feeling I truly adore). Ambition, she is my bittersweet friend, I mean what more could she be for someone like me who follows whims, chases dreams, and has list a dreams that in size rivals that of mountains? Ambition, I had decided to write a letter in the sun so I could get my feelings out, get a tan and around feel revitalize and rejuvenated. I even brought a book for afterwards, sunlight reading is simply magical. Oh dear sweet ambition I began my letter "Dear" and that was all. Now before think this is just me being discreet and not wanting to share the Identify of the letter receiver it's not, I did not even get that far before I laid my head to rest and ponder out how I was going to go about this letter, and which person I wanted to write first. It didn't take long before I had drifted off into a delightful nap in the noon day sun, waking up feeling a little toasty I decide it's time to roll over, even out, and read. I get lost in this book I find myself entertained while learning, my favorite way to be. Hours have past at this point only to go inside cherry red the suns sweet kisses took a turn for the bitter like my last sweet kiss, letter not written, however the book had a nice bite out of it and was rather enjoyed. Instead of being sad I felt amused, I found the whole situation rather funny. Maybe this notion is where what I will blog about.
While reading, and yes I figure a few of you are curious to know what I was reading, it's Simply Sane by Debbie Bowen, (Don't judge I'm addicted to short books about positive thought and push you to be a better person in this world.) I'll begin again, while reading this book, I had the thought, I'm a silver lining junkie. I don't know if the thought had too much to do with the book itself but it came to me and It sparked something in me. I cannot help but look at the sliver-lining, fall on the side of hope, the side never give up, believe that nothing is over even after the fat lady sings. I can't help but believe that every person is worth a chance, everyone can change, no one is perfect, and that love is the cure. And it's strange because life hasn't exactly been a picture perfect picnic, my parade has been rained on, Real Life has taken her swings at me, and I've been made to take the long way, and I've chosen the rough road a few times, through my experiences you would think experience would have made a realist out of me, sometimes people look at me and wonder how through everything I could still be so optimistic, so cheery and bubbly still be me. I don't know maybe through it all I've learned that there is no road to long as long as you get back home, there is always ALWAYS hope because sometimes life is more like the movies than we think, I mean they had to get their ideas from somewhere. I've seen changes and meet outstanding people just as giving them a chance, we all become what we are expected to become so expect the best from everyone and it's all you'll see. Maybe I'm this way because I force myself to see if from other perspectives, see it how I would if I were in their shoes, simply see that we're all flawed and if my best is good enough why shouldn't everyone's best be good enough? and for that matter how do I know what their best is? I just believe the quote I once heard "assume everyone is doing the best they can, where they are, with what they've got." What you focus on is what you see. I focus on the good and it's all I can see. I can't help it. Now the real question is: Is this outlook a blessing or a curse? I feel like it's a blessing I mean it works for me it keeps me happy and it keeps me sane. And honestly I don't think this world was created for sadness. I think each day has hope and why else would we be put here? And that blessing that idea, that knowledge I think is where I owe most of my optimistic beliefs, that is where my heart finds it's comfort and it's notion to continue on in positiveness.
Well the library is going to close. I've accomplished a lot. not quite what I had planned but life is full of unexpected adventures. Embrace them. Live life, live freely but safely follow the right guidelines. Smile. Laugh everyday even if it's for no reason, even if you have to fake it LAUGH. breathe and relax, and as usual don't get carree'd away.
ps I'll proof read this again later.