My very first blog
Welcome to Little Heart Tattoo the blog.
Nope, I don't have a little heart tattoo, but yes I've seriously thought about getting one AND one day this title could be permanently relevant. I do draw a tiny one on my left hand by my thumb almost every day. Anywho...
As I'm writing this blog I'm not even sure if I am set that I should make it. I don't know what to blog about, am I interesting enough? Do I have things I should share?
Well here we go...
My roommate who shall be called E, for those of you who know thats great, who don't shes a mystery as am I. Gotta be safe in cyberland kids.
We were just talking about how we feel like we are younger then we actually are and that who you are, who you think you are, and who you want to be don't seem to perfectly match up. I'm hoping it happens someday, but why not today? Why can't I pick a dream and follow it? Drop everything and jump into real life? It totally societies fault, we have so many expectations and guidelines we have to follow. Go to school, get a job, make money, have a family...but when does that leave time for us to just be us. For us to figure out who we are and exactly how to be the best version of ourselves.
You know what helps. Friends. Sometimes they can describe us better than we can even describe ourselves. Sometimes its necessary. It should almost be mandatory.
Currently the roommate and I are exchanging stories about one another and it's honestly helping us figure things out. Even if we don't get everything solved tonight and our entire lives don't fit together perfectly, talking it out makes things easier to understand and easier to deal with. I think that if you can be in a mess and step back and laugh at it, its worth it.
I've realized that even on my worst day, the good always will outweigh the bad. Its a clarity that I need to remember more often, it seems to help put things in perspective.
I wish that at the same moment in time every human, every animal, every being with the potential to be good would have a moment of peace. A moment when the neglected and abused are safe. When the forgotten and the lonely feel comfort. Just one solid and stretching moment. Wouldn't it be beautiful? I know its not exactly realistic but I still have this deep hope that it could happen.
Anyway, that is all for my very first blog.
Lesson of the night: Having a real conversation in complete comfort is totally worth the loss of sleep and the extra coffee I may need tomorrow.
Nope, I don't have a little heart tattoo, but yes I've seriously thought about getting one AND one day this title could be permanently relevant. I do draw a tiny one on my left hand by my thumb almost every day. Anywho...
As I'm writing this blog I'm not even sure if I am set that I should make it. I don't know what to blog about, am I interesting enough? Do I have things I should share?
Well here we go...
My roommate who shall be called E, for those of you who know thats great, who don't shes a mystery as am I. Gotta be safe in cyberland kids.
We were just talking about how we feel like we are younger then we actually are and that who you are, who you think you are, and who you want to be don't seem to perfectly match up. I'm hoping it happens someday, but why not today? Why can't I pick a dream and follow it? Drop everything and jump into real life? It totally societies fault, we have so many expectations and guidelines we have to follow. Go to school, get a job, make money, have a family...but when does that leave time for us to just be us. For us to figure out who we are and exactly how to be the best version of ourselves.
You know what helps. Friends. Sometimes they can describe us better than we can even describe ourselves. Sometimes its necessary. It should almost be mandatory.
Currently the roommate and I are exchanging stories about one another and it's honestly helping us figure things out. Even if we don't get everything solved tonight and our entire lives don't fit together perfectly, talking it out makes things easier to understand and easier to deal with. I think that if you can be in a mess and step back and laugh at it, its worth it.
I've realized that even on my worst day, the good always will outweigh the bad. Its a clarity that I need to remember more often, it seems to help put things in perspective.
I wish that at the same moment in time every human, every animal, every being with the potential to be good would have a moment of peace. A moment when the neglected and abused are safe. When the forgotten and the lonely feel comfort. Just one solid and stretching moment. Wouldn't it be beautiful? I know its not exactly realistic but I still have this deep hope that it could happen.
Anyway, that is all for my very first blog.
Lesson of the night: Having a real conversation in complete comfort is totally worth the loss of sleep and the extra coffee I may need tomorrow.
Check out Thomas Aquinas. He'll address all those issues about being yourself! Just remember, Love isn't "not having to say your sorry," but "willing the good of the other as other."
ReplyDeleteLove Uncle Hank!