When the sky is bright blue, the clouds are out, a good 78degrees, and the hazy summer wind blowing through your hair. That’s how you know when summer is coming. Can’t wait!
My photos from summer ‘10. Redondo Beach, California. Fisheye.
Yet again, I’m in haven. With music, art, books, and the aroma of tea lingering in the cafe, there’s nothing but positive vibes feasting amongst the crowd. The cashier-this time a male- simply smiles and greets each customer. Tonights theme: Jazz Night. Sweet, suttle sounds illuminate the area. People applauding and relaxing to the two-man band. One on keyboard, the other on the bass; they’re playing ‘Hallelujah’. Tonight’s a good night.
The cool breeze whispering it’s way through the room; it crawls and lingers around my leg, finally reaching towards my face-I recall a distinct memory- your scent is still near me. No matter what I do… You are always there.
like the warm air that breezes by
&people laughing down and high.
Singing, eating, and travelling,
these are all the things we want to be.
The temperature outside is so hot and sticky,
fans that cool down my body make me icky.
Orange, red, yellow, brown, & gold,
what does this summer bring to unfold?
Listening to good, calm, soothing music. Eating some cheese and crackers. A glass of wine sounds good too. Oooh and a sappy love story type-of-a-movie.
I am so extremely sad right now. I can’t handle all of these fucking responsibilities and all of this stress. I don’t know how I am ever going to make it in life if I’m already struggling at such a young age. I want to be 5 years old again. I want to go back to a time when the worst thing that could happen to me was not getting dessert. I want my biggest worry to be whether I get to play outside or not. I want to be tucked in, I want to be rocked, I want someone to lovingly stroke my hair and sing to me. I don’t want to cry for no reason. I don’t want to have this anxiety. I want to think about animals and space and movies. I want to grow younger. I can’t handle any of this.
emhw:
Its hard to understand a person. Especially if their view is somewhat different than yours. Stories are biased and hazy with everyone’s emotions and feelings getting caught between personal perception and reality. But I know what I’ve done was wrong, but it wasnt for no reason. Believe it or not, I have some feelings too. My apologies are always from my heart, never from my head so don’t take them for granted. All this is in the past, in hope for a better future and a peaceful tomorrow. All you have to do is live in the light of love and focus on your life rather than others. Love is the key for happiness.
(Source: stayocean-minded)
