Strange Nights

On days where I feel completely overwhelmed by the amount of work I have to complete, I walk outside to clear my thoughts. It helps to certain extent, but the anxiety lingers. Seems life always has a sprinkle of it no matter where I go or how I feel. By all accounts, this summer is a blast — one of the most eventful and memorable. It’s usually the case with most summers. I’ll end this with a poem.

See the face I dare not speak,

The woman from my dreams and a thousand seas,

There she lays on the river of dreams,

Imagine her calling and thou shall see,

How she came and she gone like the passing dream,

Darling… what are we?


Critics and Haters

Evidently, my coworkers today made it known they’re not too fond of my goals to move to the next city over and buy a home there. It’s a city of roses as it’s affectionately called by residents and admirers from afar. I love the art, the music, and the history the city has as part of its soul, yet some don’t see it that way.

By their accounts, my goals for the future are more about bragging rights that something centering on intrinsic determination. Somehow, me wanting a better life makes me an outcast. I find it apparent when others voice their dissenting opinions on my future plans, there’s an underlying tone of jealousy and envy associated.

Honestly, life is too short to be preoccupied with the options of others who can’t admire your future goals and ambitions. For every goal within reach, expect someone there to drag you down. That’s the thing about having an audience. Some don’t want you to make it to the other side to catch the feeling of victory or accomplishment.

So be it. By my watch, I’ll own a home in the next few years. Who cares what others may think or assume.

Stay selfish in pursuit of your own life and goals. Later world.


Summertime Madness

Summer is upon us and fuck me — it’s hot. Seriously. At this rate, I’ll barely make it to September before passing out. I find the added heat tends to make everyone at the office hostile and angry. Go figure. My thoughts are usually this — if you hate being here so much, then don’t come. Nobody is forcing you to have this job. It would make office life so much easier if everyone who didn’t want to be here just go fuck off already.

End rant.

Besides the madness, life has been going pretty sweet. I’ve caught up with some friends I haven’t heard from for an eternity plus one and got to spend the day with them. It’s times like this that make me wish I could go back in time to a point where we were much closer physically. Life gets in the way. Thankfully, if the effort is there, seeing them after an extended absence isn’t impossible. The best friends are the ones who keep it real — so to speak.

By the end of this month, I’ll have enough to buy a new car. I have my sights on a Volkswagen Golf GTI, but the question is if I decide to buy it now or later. I suppose it doesn’t really matter considering my current car works just fine, but it’s indeed another goal to look forward to. I’m excited. What is this — soon to be my third car in four years?

I’m on a roll. Ha. Get it?

I’ve been keeping up with my group of guy friends less and less it seems. It’s usually the case when I’m seeing someone outside of casual dating and into something more serious. I enjoy the deep conversations the most and getting to share life for all the encounters we’ve had so far. Who knows where this will go or for how long, but for now, I enjoy every minute of it. Summer, I love thee.

Later world.


Ghosts of Summer

You don’t have to be a bother,

Coldest stares of the past lovers,

Did we not try harder?

Running wildly into the night like no other,

Lets call her,

Ghostly hallows of the bother,

She left before we called it over,

Drifting coasts of the endless summer,

She came and she gone before I could love her…


Reconnecting: Part 3

Anyone have that friend that you wish you saw more of? Last night was a good night and I wish it wasn’t such a rare occurrence. She’s one of the few people I’d go to the ends of the Earth for and I mean it with all sincerity.

Honestly, I love the beginning of this month already. Fight me world.