Surrendering

surrendering
the beach is lapped by the waves
doing the best
that it knows now

Night Ritual

The cold, December air from the window brushes my breath
The house falls silent
A whistling train in the background
A reminder that it's time to sleep

Some Refreshing Truth

Music knowledge and hip clothes, I cannot promise you
The best t.v. shows and new movies, I haven't seen them
Style blogs and fun things to do, I do not know
Parties, clubs, events and bars, I do not go to them

What I like, I do know
Who I like, I do know
How I experience life, I do know
My need to create, I do know

Day by Day

The day by day matters
Each day I either do or don't do
It's really pretty simple
But what's most important
Is simply being
Yes.
Simply.
Being.
No matter where you are

This is what I find to be true

Trying to remember

When I was 10 and in the 4th grade I had to write the rules 100 times over almost every night. Because sometimes I was wild and would dance on top of my desk.
My parents never knew.
Because mostly I was quiet.