not another kitty post

     Sometimes, I feel like people don't understand what I'm trying to get at, like I cant figure out all the correct words to use to help so they ask me questions and I give them snippets of information but all the pieces don't seem to fit the puzzle. Then I'm left worrying if they understood what I was trying to say or just received all the information in the wrong order.


    Often times I wish people could just see into my mind, and see what a thought process for me is like. Its hard to explain. If I am telling a story and something comes up that I don't remember, I try to figure it out right then. So it can be stored away in my mind in remembrance. I've been called out on it a few times, but I cant tell if your joking or not.


    I feel like its like a filing cabinet, and I search through all the files so quick. Pulling information from here and there, muttering to myself to figure it all out.to try 


       I don't think talking to yourself is that weird.




             I'm trying to get better at this whole 'blogging regularly' thing. Let's see how well this goes.

drift away

You know I'd like to drift away into these waves, the violent crashing only draws me nearer. If only everything was as beautiful and simple as these water and waves are. I remember the night I really connected with you, I wish I could go back in time and re-realize everything again.

let the memories be good for those who stay

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I am so loving this song, mumford & sons, is the type of music that will always sound good. It has 'that one voice' that I am certain i will enjoy for quite a while.


I hope you hall have a lovely evening

thoughts

inspirations