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Sun, Dec. 21st, 2008, 08:44 pm
Shivers

I seriously just thought "I should probably stop drinking, and where are my pants?"

Sun, Dec. 7th, 2008, 10:47 pm
So apparently I still have one of these?

Who'da thunk. And glancing around it appears Ann still has hers, so HI ANN! I feel like I'm talking into the future since it'll probably be another year or so before I stop back here again.

A few notes to future me (and obviously anyone else reading this):
I was thinking about something today while waiting to make a left turn; A few days ago I told a girl rather foolishly that the happiest I'd ever been was when the two of us were together. I meant it when written, but it really doesn't hold true. I was ridiculously happy then, but I am even happier now. It has nothing to do with her, or any of the girls since her. In fact it has everything to do with a mental independence that is still rather newfounded. I struggled for mental strength for years, but I was fighting myself in all the wrong ways, mainly by fighting myself. I am so much more comfortable lately with who I am and what I am, good and bad. By knowing myself and loving myself unconditionally I seem to have freed up a lot of emotional baggage that was previously used looking for approval from others in sometimes unhealthy ways. (I realize this does not flow well as prose, excuse my stream of thought here, I don't feel like cleaning it up.) I am not at a point yet where I could comfortably say that I don't need or seek validation from certain peers, but I realized today for the first time that I honestly think that I would like me if I met myself on the street or at a party, and that is an amazing feeling.
Regardless of all of the above, I still have a lot to figure out and a long way to go towards being the person I would like to be. Life is a journey though, and not a destination (wow, I can't believe I am getting that sappy.) It will still be a while before I fully let go of some things, but I understand that I have made certain decisions and we don't always get to change our minds after the fact.
I really feel like a chapter of my life is ending, and it was the best chapter yet. What has me excited though is knowing that the next chapter will be better by far. College is ending, I am moving on from my two year hang-up, and a whole slew of new characters are being introduced. Exciting times. As I write the final few sentences of this chapter I can't help but eagerly anticipate all that is to come.

Sun, Dec. 30th, 2007, 10:12 am

I was going to ask if it's possible to miss yourself, but I know the answer, and 7 years isn't always necessary. When did myspace blogs become the new livejournal?

Fri, Mar. 23rd, 2007, 12:54 am
Water Tower Rain 3

Water Tower Rain 3
Water Tower Rain 3,
originally uploaded by streetlight poetry.

Mon, Mar. 19th, 2007, 04:03 pm
Ground

Ground
Ground,
originally uploaded by streetlight poetry.
Too many plane trips to remember where any of the shots like this are from. Adobe lightroom/Apple Aperture does wonders.

Sun, Mar. 18th, 2007, 11:32 pm
Leaning

Leaning
Leaning,
originally uploaded by streetlight poetry.

Sun, Mar. 18th, 2007, 11:31 pm
Sitting

Sitting
Sitting,
originally uploaded by streetlight poetry.
back to the photo thing

Mon, Jan. 29th, 2007, 05:19 am
Hood up for shame.

I have written this exact post too many times in too many places, but.
My daily kicks are Nikes now. I mainly eat fast food that I can't afford, and sit on my ass anywhere from 8-20 hours a day. The summer will most likely be spent in St. Louis working for an NFL team because it is the safe thing to do, instead of working as a crew member on an indy film. Almost all the piercings are gone, and with my flesh colored plugs in my ears look more natural than without. Sometimes during my weekly (bi-weekly?) flights I see scenes of what I know to be incredible beauty and remember a time when I would have been left in awe at such a sight. The misanthropy is no longer playful, the interactions are no longer respectful, the affection is fleeting if at all. For ahwhile after I stopped caring I pretended to continue, I don't bother any more. Everything now is about being easy, about convenience. Nothing is sacred, nothing is worthwhile, nothing is worthy of pursuit. In light of that, money has become my sole goal. In summary I have become everything I didn't want to be in every area of my life. My vanity is drowning anything that might be left of substance in this profane skull.

Sat, Sep. 23rd, 2006, 07:27 am

wow, haven't been around here for awhile.

Sat, Apr. 22nd, 2006, 03:47 pm
Picture22

Picture22
Picture22,
originally uploaded by streetlight poetry.

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