Just Be...You.

We spend so much time wondering if other people "get" us or understand us...Well the truth is, we're really not all that different or complicated when it comes right down to it. At the end of the day, we all want about the same things. Someone to love, someone to care for, someone to laugh with, and someone to talk to. Instead of spending time worrying about what other people think and spending so much time making sure everything is absolutely perfect in our relationships...why not let loose and let love come in. Why not show someone your true self, and see if you have chemistry and a connection. Why not let someone in and really show them a side of you that others have not seen...If people don't like us or don't quite "get" us, then remember that there are several other billion people in the world that we have yet to meet. Once in a while...we just might find someone that knows us better than we even know ourselves...So instead of putting that perfect relationship on a pedestal and comparing all our relationships to what we think it should be like, or what others tell us it should be like...why not just listen to ourselves and listen to what we need or want. We realize that sometimes it doesn't matter if someone truly understands every aspect of who we are...we hold the key to unlocking the walls that we build up around us. So, let someone in, and you just might find, that by letting someone in, the real "you" can come out...

Living.

People think that the more life they live or the more they journey onward, that things will change and distance equals change. Well, to me it seems that the more time that goes on and the more things that come and go, the more we realize that some things really stay the same. No matter what happens in your life, you start and end with "you." What I mean is, you can't distance yourself from "yourself" no matter what you do...We surround ourselves with distractions from ourselves and we move forward and look back, and take two steps forward, and two steps sideways. In a sense, there is no escaping ourselves. We might think that some people come into our lives at the exact right moment, and we allow these people to be a big part of our lives...but in the end, no one else can save you from yourself, but you. When we get back to our own elements, when we are alone, when we really think about what we want and who we are...we might realize that what we thought we wanted, wasn't really what we wanted at all. We turn into people that we didn't know we could be. We reach potential that, several years ago, would have been foreign to us. We grow and mature not because time goes on, we don't have to grow or mature just because time passes. We become who we are because we want to, because we want to give something of ourselves to others and we want to do it for ourselves and our own wellbeing. We realize that we can self-destruct all on our own and be our own worst enemy if we let it. We change because we want to challenge ourselves and not become complacent. But in the end, we can't run from ourselves. We have to embrace our strengths, our weaknesses, our flaws, and our decisions. The farther we go in life, the more we realize that we can find comfort in being ourselves.

Writer's Block...

Where does a writer find their edge? Is it through the crazy times, the dark deep lonely soul-searching days, or the happy spunky times of smiles and celebrations. I would like to think it'd be in the happy times, but so often this is not true. So many writers and artists aren't even discovered until after they have already passed on, some from drinking themselves to death or torturing themselves slowly by their own personal turmoil. Of course these are extreme cases, but it's also the case of some of the most famous work that we know today. To truly write a work of art, I believe that it takes a certain gift. A writer has to tap into their own human experiences as well as their own imagination to come up with a whole entourage of characters, emotion, and gut-wrenching subplots that have to entice the audience. And what audience doesn't want drama, destruction, violence, guilt, sin, greed, heartache, or revenge. These are things we all can't live out in our day to day lives, but to read about it or watch it...it lets us escape and vicariously live through others or escape from our own reality. Not that our reality is necessarily something we want to escape from...but writers let themselves let loose enough to re-write the ordinary into something that we could only fantasize about. I admire writers, and I admire a well-written writer all the more, because a good writer might dedicate their whole life to writing, and while some of their work may never be seen or appreciated...some of it just might stick around and influence, entertain, or entice a whole generation.