Last Friday, I had my first spoken word performance. While it was exciting, I will talk about it on a future post. I just thought I’d fore mention it for suspense purposes…yeah, that’s how I like to keep this relationship (reader-blogger) interesting.
On to what got me online tonight. I wrote a rather special piece that I’d like to dedicate to a dear, special friend and an ardent reader of my work. I hope you all enjoy it.
Lately, I’ve been seeing life a little differently… in a good way.
First off, I must say that my sense of humour has grown, rather, my funny bone. I have found humour in the subtle puns of day to day life and in more of the seemingly ordinary phrases. I say more, because I have always found humour in those phrases. Now, though, it seems a tad too exaggerated. No complaints here.
I believe that when life closes a door, it opens a window to help us deal with it. Because life has caused my rose coloured glasses to fade, I will say that life has closed my windows. In light of this rather unique circumstance, I now have the open door of humour to help me cope.
It is for that reason that I find myself (I’m not bragging) endowed with, shall I say, the power of enlightenment. I feel as though I know what life is all about. I have been dealt many a blow. I just rolled with the punches. In light of my first point, I need not mention the fact that the pun was intended. Oh, (shrugging) I just did.
I am overwhelmingly empathetic of late. I seem to understand and slightly recognise others’ emotions, more so, the ones on the darker side of the clouds. I also noticed that I have been vicariously experiencing the music I’ve been listening to. I’ve swayed to the highs and said my ‘Amens’ to the lows of all those songs, all of which make complete sense to me. The fact that I created a playlist several days ago, that I’ve had on loop, has absolutely nothing to do with it.
Having duly explained all this, I can comfortably say that I’ve been though everything the wind could blow my way. I feel like I understand it all- maybe all, except a certain course unit whose notes I’m struggling to get through and the reason why life is not in ‘cinematic 3D’. All in all, I feel a lot wiser and wouldn’t be surprised if I found two more grey hairs sprouting on my head.
Happy May day.
Would it that it were
The extreme awareness
Attached to another’s existence
Then severed like a septic arm
But phantom limbs still hurt
The worst kind of pain.
I had intended on writing a rather sappy post today about my feelings/emotions lately and maybe explaining the piece above. I decided not to ‘lay myself bare’ for the world to see. I will say though, that people are not meant to go through so many emotions in the span of less-than-a-week, as I have…and still am?
I hate sorting through my feelings because I have to do something about them. Lazy Daisy- I think it’s too much work. So I write about them, then ignore them until they sort themselves out. Like magic. Because that’s how life works.
It’s not his voice, it’s fine…perfectly ordinary. It’s what he said…or how he said it? You realise you might have built a castle in your head, whose mere foundations couldn’t even be dug in real life. He just couldn’t meet the expectations in you had for him. Later that day find yourself in conversation with this boy and you are thinking, ‘This is the boy!! This is the guy?’ You look up to the sky while giving him those furtive glances you ask the heavens, ‘Really?’ You shake your head, for you had lost time in your waking (and dreaming) hours living in fantasies that are just embarrassing when you remember them in light of recent revelations about said crush.
Happy Easter y’all!!
This Easter weekend could not have come upon me soon enough! Talk about exhaustion. My Easter weekend was very eventful. Things happened in a way that I can only explain with the analogy of the snowball effect, and I rolled with it.
The good times began with a studio audition. I pretty much hated how I performed of my song. It was just…bleh. But I got a really good deal and I am so excited and cannot wait to get started. I’ll have more details as the thing unfolds and morphs into Plus I met some really cool people and had a great time afterwards.
Today, I was told that my Achilles heel is avoiding issues. I’m talking about those weird, uncomfortable, touchy issues that have me going against my nature as a woman when I don’t address them. I honestly do not think it’s true. I pick my battles and avoid confrontations. Addressing my issues would cause very many confrontational situations. How do I live like this? Well, you’d be surprised how the brain is capable of repressing memories and thoughts for our well being.
Enjoy the break, guys. I’ll be catching up on school work.
|My view from the front seat- Campaign vehicle|
|Right next to the door|
Before I leave, I make a tribute to love! It’s beautiful, sad, magical and tragic. Check out Thought of You by Ryan Woodward It’s a beautiful blend of music, dance, art and love! It really is worth your time.