My heart hurts for a lot of people. It hurts to know that I exist and have happiness when there are so many who don’t.
Happiness is the hardest thing in the world to find. It’s the ultimate treasure. I think sometimes we fail to see true sadness in people. We look at someone who has cars, and houses, and clothes, and money, and think their sadness is unjustified. Maybe sometimes it is. But, I do think every person is worth that one moment of thought, that one moment to sympathize with their sadness. I think it’s unfortunate that we can’t find the time to stop and stand with them. We can’t find the time to stop and say ‘my heart beats with yours’ to a stranger. We’re all human.
I wish everyone could find happiness. True happiness, within themselves and their world.
I hardly ever write, but today I tried. __________
“See that kite? Way up there? What’s that like? To fly? To feel so free up in the air, To be one with the sky? To gaze down and see the world, And everything that is, The boy, the man, the little girl, What’s her’s and mine and his. What’s that like?” I ask once more, A pause before he replies, “It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before, …‘til the wind stops and you die.”
Words: At first, I’m afraid. It came true. I’m falling. You used to say I love you… softly, but proudly "I love you." But things get broken. They can’t be fixed. We’ll never again find ourselves in this predicament.
"I won’t love you anymore." Questions go unanswered, nothing can be held for long. I want to wake up.
Think of your dream house, created with no limitations. Think of your favorite room. Describe it in detail. __________________
It’s an upstairs room. It has an arched doorway with a big, white wooden door. The room itself is circular. White carpet, white walls, and a white, oversized, round bed in the center. There is one very large window. It’s stained glass. The window is on the west so it will glow in the sunset. The room has a hidden sound system. This room is my sanctuary. I will lie in the middle, turn on music, and be.