Understanding Myself

This is my life. 

I am an endless stream of the meaningless.

Flowing and pouring out,

Emptying myself into everything.

My purpose has evaporated,

Meandering within the air,

Precipitating into nothing. 

This is my life.

I am not happy.

My truthful memoir remains unwritten

And unread.

I am walking toward

Pressing onward for goals that are not my own.

This is my life.

I am not happy.

Just say an old man carrying a flower print purse on campus. His wife had a matching one.

Professor asked us to walk around for a half hour and write a poem. I finished in eight minutes.

This SIX hour break will be the bane of my semester

According to Cambridge University, that is how many licks it takes to get to the center to a Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop.


3841 Licks.

I’ve been hearing that phrase quite a bit lately. And not to sound like a good mood hater, but I hate that phrase. Not for any personal reasons, but for the way people use it. When people try and use this phrase to help bolster someone, they forget something invaluable that comes along with it. They forget to think about the time that comes between the present and the next “good thing.” 

We go through life looking toward the next good thing and become sad when it doesn’t show up as the very next option. We aren’t willing to wait and man up; even if it should take months or years for it to come around. I’ve realized that life isn’t about getting to the next point and finding another to jump toward. Life is about what happens between good things. The struggles and the hardships are just as important as the joys and happiness. 

“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant”

- Matt Smith 

You know when you order something online and you are super excited and can’t wait to get it? Then there is that period of waiting and checking the shipping status every five minutes to see where it is and how fast its moving…..


I’m still stuck at this point. 

Stalking is okay as long as it’s on a computer

You now know far too much information about someone you’ve met three times in your life

That person’s life has now become super interesting

Peer pressure is wrong; unless it pressures you with a minimum of fifteen likes.

People say they like change until there comes a new layout

You still don’t like that person from high school just because of what they post online

You see far too many people drinking.

These people are also the people you creep on.

Creeping is just stalking on a computer

And stalking is still okay.