Sunday, August 22, 2010

whoa...

So this past month has been crazy. I have done a lot of things I probably shouldn't have. It was fun.

But, I write this now as a wake-up. Damn.

I find myself constantly trying to look through things. Constantly trying to see through the obvious and look at hidden meanings or intentions. I love that about myself. I loved that about myself.

Sometimes I forget what a formidable opponent complacency can be. I forget and then the cycle begins.

So here's to me waking up. Here's to me shaking up. Here's to me moving. Always moving.

Broken world
I’m not deceived
The hopelessness I once believed
Tells a story of nightmares in dreams
Between cribs and gravesides
There are beautiful things