.this i believe.

So, I’ve been reading a book called This I Believe. It’s all about individual’s philosophies of life. Famous people…ordinary people…we’re all the same. We have things that drive us and things we believe in regardless of our walk of life. As I was reading, I became inspired to write my own. Throughout the week, I have been keeping track of the little things that play a major part of how I live my life. We all hold simple philosophies that shape our lives and how we live without even realizing it. Anyways, without further ado.

*Stream of Consciousness Has A Way of Making Sense*

I believe that love really can change the world. I believe that when I fall in love, I fall hard and I’m okay with that. I believe that we could get a lot more accomplished in this world if people were more understanding and compassionate. I believe that there are things in life that we are never going to understand. I think that sometimes we have to take a step back before things begin to make sense. I believe that everyone I meet has some effect on my life, whether good or bad. I believe that we have to get over ourselves to make room for bigger things to happen. I believe in integrity and respect. Common sense isn’t as common as it should be. I believe that everyone has at least one thing they’re good at. I believe that sirens are reminders that life is shorter than we can even begin to realize. I believe in telling people how you feel regardless of how hard it may be. I believe that one person can change the world. I believe that by being a teacher, I can make a difference. I believe that sometimes there isn’t a “right” choice. I believe that you can find beauty in everything. I believe that you should always stand up for what you believe – even if that means you are standing alone. I believe in forgiveness. I believe in first impressions and second chances. I believe in life- what it does to you, and what you do back. I believe that the battle between your head and heart isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I believe that sometimes you just have stop worrying and say, “whatever happens, happens.” I believe that there is always a plan regardless of how chaotic and messy things appears.

What do you believe?

...something i've forgotten about...

i found this picture buried in the other files on my computer. i'd forgotten all about this. i used to feel like this picture was a pretty close representation to how my life was, but now i feel like it couldn't be further from the truth. oh, the little reminders...

writer's block.

I’ve learned there is nothing worse than sitting in front of a blank screen with so much to say and not knowing where to even begin. How do writers do it? It’s so incredibly aggravating to have so much to say and not be able to say it. It doesn’t matter if it’s the fear of making your thoughts known, knowing that no one will understand, or not having the ability to verbalize how you feel. There are so many words, so many thoughts. Where do you even begin?