LOST Season 6 Finale made me cry like a little baby.
8.22.2010
“And like that
my youth was gone.
On the eve of such a day
where infinity meets
its tail and
two coiled snakes bow
in prayer
I feel this sky lifting
and my clouds are drifting in
Far from menacing
More like celestial.
I look around and though
I’ve found my family
my purpose
my death and my birth
all in one warmly spun morning,
I’m losing them all with this sunset
as I look from side to side
and realize
somewhere along the lines
I chose to grow old alone.”
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for more of my writing:
December 23rd, 2009:
“My default feeling with him is,
‘I’m not good enough’
or
‘He probably doesn’t care anymore’
or
‘He’s probably bored with me’
but then he looks at me like that and I think,
‘Wow, I was wrong.’
but
It should be the opposite.
In a relationship, you should feel like
You are good enough,
that he cares,
that he enjoys your company
and then he looks at you and you think,
“Yeah, I’m right.”
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for more of the inner-workings of my brain:
Lately my mind has been revolving around
death
life
what happens next
Original, I know…
But it’s never consumed me before like it has lately. If I died tomorrow, would I feel fulfilled? Hardly. I think this creativity kick couldn’t have come soon enough.
I crave for a legacy and so I must
create
create
create.
Cityscape. Amman, Jordan.
Getting my picture taken at a bakery in Jordan.
Apt and Chance Lewis at the Do Yourself In album release show.
this is so perfect.
I’m making a shirt about the Provo skatepark. It’s about love and death and sex.