Sunday Free Write

I have been thinking about the purpose of my blog and what I am trying to accomplish. I have always enjoyed writing, but I enjoy free writes even more. I believe my thoughts were meant to be shared to those who don't share the same opinions, and to voice out my feelings about certain topics. Due to this belief, I am starting a Free Write portion to my blog. Starting the week off with a long and boring  piece, and ending it with a small flow of thoughts that don't follow the same structure. So here it goes... my first free write on this blog!

I'm waiting for the day I can realize I need more in life than a canvas with thought up dreams that won't come true.

At this point in life I act as if I can get through with feelings of joy and although I try to talk myself out of it, I need to realize that isn't possible. We live in a society that keeps us learning in order to get ahead and I realize that. What I don't realize is that I need to build connections with people that see what I see. A well thought out life, with plan A's and B's- heck even Z's. The journey to get these plans are difficult. With feelings and hope we are all frozen in place. The need to be happy drives us but keeps us from changing lanes. 

Growing up, I was never taught to not do something. I was taught to learn from mistakes and only do the things I wanted.

I don't smoke.

I don't get high. 

I don't even enjoy being nude.

The life I live is a life I have created. A dreamt up life that has become reality. Some parts of course have their flaws. And again, I need to realize it. 

I make friends. 

I forget some.

I try and try again.

I love people I meet. I respect everyone who has showed me not to look at the outside. I've loved every moment with everybody. Younger, older, even the same age, I enjoy the crowds I flocked with. Sharing ideas, time, and memories. I love everyone who's loved or cared for me. 

I don't forget anybody. Names I do. But faces and good times are something kept in my back pocket. Gifts, songs, and deep dark secrets all hidden from those I meet. 

This little rant is just a little rant. Many people don't even care about my feelings and how I think. Many people fail to realize that I still care. But many people know I remember and I hope they, and you reading this, know I love you. 

Writing has never been my strong suit, but I love to give it a try. As long as I can keep thoughts flowing, I'll keep the book open as well. 

Love,

That One Friend