|Daydreamer pursuing the meaning of life but not without a cup of coffee first ☕️|
If you could be
What you wanted to be
When you were a child,
What would you be?
This Memorial Day, I reflect on many fallen comrades, all I have served except for 1 I was fortunate to get to know starting May last year.
His name was Wetzel Bennett. He was a member of my VFW Post# 3466 out of South Charleston, West Virginia. Mr. Bennett was a Korean War veteran and he passed away earlier this year.
During my brief time getting to know him, I noticed whenever he saw me he wanted a big hug and I would give his hand a squeeze, his hands were always cold. Maybe it is a matter of getting old, maybe he likes to be near me to get warmed up ☺️
Couple months ago, Wetzel brought a book to one of our meetings and he insisted that I read it, it was based on a recent movie, the bo...
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Have a good day,
20 minutes before I am supposedly out the door.
My motivation is stuck between I don't give a shit to ready to start this party if I can just get one leg out of the bed.
'Adulting', the fabled word time and again we wish we didn't have to deal with so much.
So what's your motivation?
Getting paper? You a tasks oriented person? Curious how the day will turn out? All questions I ask myself in a minute timespan...
Now I have 11 minutes...time to get ass into gear 😩
The end of an era.
No one really explained to me or rather my generation what it feels like when the pop culture you grew up as a kid, is not as inevitable and fades away.
You go through the motions of life and BAM, seem like forever ago you were just a kid and now you're in your 30s! Sometimes I still feel like I don't have it together 😒
Anyways, I grew up in the late 80s and 90s. Life was lot different and I kinda miss life before the Internet. Only those who understand what I mean know why 😉
I won't lie, I'm curious what the next 20 years will be but hopefully music will improve!
Day 1- I could see
Age 6- read the entire World Book encyclopedia from A-Z
Age 9- suspended in elementary school for gambling on school property
Age 12- suspended for inciting a good fight (which I did not start)
Age 12- moved away to Virginia and saw the Atlantic Ocean for the first time
Age 12- started my womanhood
Age 13- moved to West Virginia, developed my country accent
Age 14- on honor roll, doing good in school
Age 15- started my first job working as a telemarketer, lasted 5 days, fired
Age 18- graduated high school
Age 18- got laid for the first time
Age 18- started college, fell in love, started doing drugs
Age 18- not doing well in college, join the army
Age 19- left college, wen...
Lord knows, even when I question my faith in God and religion, I miss you so.
The pain hasn't left, perhaps it never goes away, even after the years go by. My heart is as broken as the moment I realized you were gone.
Always there is the doubt, in my heart, of what more I could've done, but I am not a rational person.
I've focus more on my faults than the positive time we had together.
There are times I am lost and wish I could call you.
Who else understands the type of creature I am.
I get angry
I don't know how this pain can go away, or if it ever will..so I will just continue and learn how to live with it.
My hope for the future, when I have my own child, is to be as humble as you are,...
"People shouldn’t be so obsessed with their appearance; they should care about who they are."
-Julie Delpy, actress, director and screenwriter
Dear Future Me,
What is there to say that you don't already know?
10 years goes by quick.
We have lost so many good people since then and hopefully you have a fantastic support system at 40, if I'm lucky enough to live to see 40. I didn't believe I'd see 30 with the lifestyle I lived.
Everything happens for a reason, even when we don't understand or see what is going on.
If you are still encountering burdens, I hope you leave and move on, it's not worth wasting anymore time.
Time, goes by so, it's never enough
Remember, you didn't pull the trigger.
My headache throbs
The sun is hidden amongst dark clouds,
Thoughts are as jumbled
As the words coming out my mouth,
My eyes are blinded by light that is not there,
Despair clouds it, in front of me and above me,
And then a thought
Everything but the sun,
Brings clarity, blinded for a brief minute..
Is better than blinded for a lifetime
The sight of seeing a newborn child for the first time
The moment your heart skips a beat when a crush contacts you
Hugging your pet the moment you come into your home
Watching a loved one as life fades from the eyes
Waking up to the smell of food cooking
What do all these moments mean for you? Moments that are countless or maybe not enough?
Love, not just a word, it is everything that is meaningful to you , to me
You can easily get sucked into the irrelevant unnecessary bullshit.
A text, a ping, zap, ringtone, all distractors that encompass your day, on a daily basis
Reader, remove the distractors in your life, don't let your life pass by. There's so much that could be completed in your..
If anything is possible in the world I would like to say I am perhaps one of the most luckiest of women on this earth. I live by my own rules. I've adventured on my own, worked my way from one social standing to upward. I am independent, it has been my blessing and also problematic in relationships but it is of my own choosing, my own will.
I wish for women everywhere to be happy and to continue striving to be the best in all of your abilities. Each generation faces hurdles, eventually the 'glass ceiling' will be an afterthought of the past.
I can't write.
I feel as if I am surrounded by doom and madness.
Day after day,
A weekly basis of routine
The monotony is not what bothers me
It's that I continue to make it
When I couldn't write, I turned to art, I painted
Now that I can't paint, I don't have the desire to do so...now I want to write again and I can't
Like Hemingway , when I'm not working I party to excess, no wonder the poor bastard shot himself, if you can't enjoy doing what you're made to do, what's the point?
But I am a spirit not like the ordinary.
I can look at an object and my initial reaction will be hundreds of different emotions and analysis..that's how I look at life and...
If my journey was like climbing a mountain, I feel like I've spent years trying to find the right points to hold on to.
When the day starts as when the day ends, no progress, perhaps it is time to re-evaluate the next step.
Conquering the mountain is no where in my sight,
The path is foggy,
The trail it appears hasn't been used in long time.
Obstacles are identified
Yet I venture unprepared,
The bare minimum is all I should have yet I try to do this climb with all this baggage...
I'm afraid of letting go of things I could really use in the future
Yet I'm climbing this mountain with no map, no shelter
Hope driving me to continue
Stopping would mean death
Looking back brings uncertainty
In early years, it starts on four wheels
In later years, on two wheels
In the end on four wheels yet wont ever move
What am I?
Do you feel like you are in control with your life at this very moment? Or not?
How long does it take for you to address change ? Until it becomes a burden or until it is beyond your realm of control?
I ask these questions because I have reached this capacity. Yet I realize I am in control so at this point I start to let go what I don't need; material things, people, etc.
The less you have, the more you will appreciate
A year ago I picked up a couchsurfer from a small airport in Huntington , WV; he was a day early to arrive for start of the semester and he came all the way from Finland.
One of the questions my young, good looking Finnish friend asked was 'what was the American Dream?'
It's a question any person living in the person can answer but do we truly understand it's meaning? Have we been so distracted by 'keeping up with the Jones' to evaluate how we can obtain our success? For a capitalistic society, I think each person is is more intuned with their own lives, primarily, than what is occurring outside our 'world'. But I digress, my answer to what is the American Dream...it is the projection of ou...
This is my first letter of the new year. It's amazing how time flies when you are situated with life. I'm sure there's a difference felt for those with slow paced lives, but I'm ready for a break or vacation. May the next year bring happiness and joy!
The three look at each other and begin to bust into laughter. On the mountain there is no beginning or ending of time, like reigning on Mount Olympus. The days are like minutes and years appear like the beginning and ending of a day.
One asked the two others what would you like to eat? One responded 'breakfast' and the other replied 'lunch'. The third person pondered this. If time had no meaning but yet there was a need to eat, what would be the best compromise?
The moment you are aware you are waking up
What do you think of first?
I usually recall my last dreams
I can close my eyes to recall and gradually the sequence changes into imagination, faces that you recall change, the texture changes
You realize sleep is over, time to take on the new day
Maybe you try to remember a dream sometime in the day but then you forget
Strange world we live in
Not knowing what will happen,
Shock and awe
Become desensitized after so many
One after another and another
Hard to have a happy holiday
If you go about in a daze
There's a story I've been wanting to write for over 12 years now and I can't get myself to commit on paper. Or nowadays on computer 😏
Writers block seems to never leave my mind which is so sad because I thought I would have completed them already. 31 now, I really like to dedicate the time next year to do it as one of my goals 😊