January 26, 2016

Jan. 26

As I sit here in the last few dimes of minutes before my 24th birthday, I ponder on my favorite things:

I love my lava lamp - I enjoy the colors, and watching it move about. Changing and morphing, the idea that it is hot lava gooped about by heat and kinetic energy. It lightens me in a firey spirit.

I love my room - I could sit in here for hours and look around. I love to bring people in here, gaze at my various art, artifacts, play the piano, lay on the cloud, show some of my collectibles, admire my book collection.

I love being in the fresh air - something about the crispness brings tears to my eyes. Nature is beautiful, sunsets over the horizons, snow-capped mountains, green grassy fields and rolling hills.

I love my family - we are a bunch who is never afraid to be themselves. We truly are one of a kind. We fight hard, but love even harder. A tough crowd.

I love my friends - individuals I never have to hide who I am.

I love who I am - I smile as I write this one, I am so happy and proud of myself. I'm content with the person that I am, I always know that no matter what I may do to let myself down, I will always be there to pick myself up. It is important to love yourself above all things, for you are the only person you are with your entire life.

Cheers 23, you weren’t so bad.