Cancer Sticks & Restlessness

I want to create emotion. Draw attention to small details that let the mind wander. Plant the seed to euphoric mind sparks. Tell a story that really has no point but leaves someone feeling whole in the discovery of an emotion they have forgotten or never felt. As I grow older I’m rediscovering these wonderfully sappy soul waves resonating within me, more so now. I wish that I could compose, or create a powerful film. I’m tired of stagnant lines and the inability to concentrate enough to create a viable medium to do such things. I want to share and expose the flawed beauty in the human condition. Theres no judgement when you encounter something that feels bigger then you. What the people behind it wear or are, no longer matters. Just being human and having something unexplainable is enough. I wish I was more then I am.

Me, me, me, I know. We all are selfish because we are self aware. And I think thats fine. We just need to lighten up some and have a little more respect for each other.

Waking up depressed, sad. Going to sleep content and at ease. I love my job and the people I work with.

I need to work on keeping in touch with the people who love me.