Timing is everything. Or maybe fate is just toying with me.
Carpe Hebdomas - Seize the Week
This summer I will return to a way of life that I’ve sort of drifted away from recently. It’s time for a positive change.
Every week I have to do at least one thing that makes me grow as a person. Step out of my comfort zone, complete a short term goal, basically do something that I can look back on and smile about. I don’t want time to blur together, so each week I’ll do something memorable and different. This isn’t a bucket list, this is me conquering every opportunity that presents itself.
Plans for the Summer:
- Actively search for inspiration
- Be extremely productive at my internship
- Upload guitar covers
- Write more music
- Record demos
- Start a web comic series
- Get an acting gig
- Change the course of history
Dear Guitar,
I haven’t been giving you the attention you deserve lately. I promise that as soon as these next few stressful weeks are over, we will be making sweet music together again. There are so many stories my fingers are aching to tell you, and my heart is yearning to break free from this shadow of a prison. Soon we will fly away.
Love,
Me
Please try not to visit me in my dreams tonight. I only wake up disappointed with what might have been and will never be.
Life is a series of cascades. Right now I’m just falling too rapidly to hang on to anything, or anyone.
Random flashes from my past are both exhilarating and depressing. I always end up punching my steering wheel and screaming.
I will never forget the feeling of holding your hand as you took your last breath of life. Seeing the determination and strength you gave to speak your final words. I don’t know where this life is taking me, but I hope we are still sharing it. I feel your presence and I wish with all my heart and soul that you are watching me, that you’ll be there when my last day here comes to an end. Maybe I’ll have a family share some memories alongside me in the meantime. Maybe I’ll lose my way. Maybe a path will open up that wasn’t here before. I don’t need a cake or candles to know I’m drifting along in the sea of time. Toss me a log or anything that floats, you never got the chance to teach me how to swim.
The LORD is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
He refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for His name’s sake.
Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
