Day & Night

Night: the time when j review everything in my life. Thoughts blasting through my mind preventing a restful sleep. Kid Cudi said, I toss and turn and keep stress in my mind. My mind fills with thoughts that I have never thought about. New ideas come. The nice thing about night, is that once you are asleep, you don't have to worry about anything. That's why sometimes I just want to sleep forever.

Day: my mind is focused on one thing for a period of six long hours. School. Funny how the day time makes everything longer. Feelings last. In the night, everything is shortened. Daytime is where you can really strive to become better.

what happens next?

I always here about these awful stories of families getting in accidents. I honestly don't know what I would do if I lost a family member. I am so close to my family and I can't imagine something like that happening. My biggest fear is losing the ones I love most.

I'm afraid of the unknown. I'm afraid of waking up in the middle of the night with sirens outside of my house because there has been a terrible accident. I'm afraid what could happen but also, what couldn't happen.

I'm afraid of what is undiscovered. Space. Have you ever thought about how space doesn't end? Or does it? Can you ever travel so far where there is a wall and space just ends. I'm not necessarily afraid of living things in space but just of how big it is, and how small we are. Each single dot in the sky could be filled with millions of planets. The sheer vastness of the unknown terrifies me. 

I'm afraid of what happens after this life. I believe in an after life but what if I'm not with my family. What if I was not good enough to be with my family? So many questions that are terrifying.

Robotic Repetitions

He sat in his car wondering what happened to his old life. What happened? He has worked his whole life to get to this point, yet it seems to be a lot less than expected. Jammed in a cubicle, terribly lit by bright fluorescent lights. His life seemed to become colorless and dull with hardly any excitement. Every day was a robotic repetition.
       
 Wake up, grab a granola bar, get stuck in traffic for an hour, drag your things to work, sit down in your cubicle, punch thousands of words into your computer, get up, get stuck in traffic again on the way home.

 This repetition of dull acts can wear you down. No variety, no color. He thought to himself, this can't be what life is about. Humans are not wires and cables bunched together to excel in one task, no matter what popular culture thinks. There is so much more to life than robotic repetitions of dull tasks. You can focus on all that you have. Even if you feel like you have nothing and life isn't getting better, it will.

morning

The morning comes quick,

    The night is short,

         The sunsets fade,

              The grass turns gray,

                   The battery drains,

              The story comes to an end,

         The ice cream melts, 

    The seasons change, 

The flowers die,

                                                      But I will always be here.