My Image Diary

I live on a main road. My space isnt particularly glamorous, but its very convenient and comfortable, and it holds my things. i think about acquiring more things, and the fear of having to move those things one day holds me back. Our living space has no windows, but the bedrooms each have two windows. one of mine is reserved for the air conditioner unit, and the other one is almost always open. it is never fully quiet, because the sound of my environment plays a tune in the background. the soaring tires on asphalt that move bodies down the road, avian communication, intimate conversations and drunk beligerance. this plays directly behind me while i work at my desk every day, on my laptop, facing the wall. when my mind wanders off topic, i think about the past and future. almost as if my magic, the environment begins to make comments on my inner monologue. car horns become honks of affirmation, bird calls play in the background of long mental tangents. revving engines cheer for me, and other conversations remind me to mind my business
You never know what someone else is going through, you never know how the people around you ended up in their positions. Life is overwhelming, but the avenues to escape are easy to get to. Every day, I wonder how exactly i got here, if there is a reason at all, and if the reason means anything. Most days, I don't wear my glasses. But when I daydream, the images are sophisticated and crisp. I see my friends and I in the future, together, at a dinner table, and when I excuse myself to the bathroom and look in the mirror, the reflection is aged, but it is detailed with harsh memories and pieces of my persistence that make me look stronger. My future is forged by the lessons I've learned, accented with my taste, and supported by my humility. The strength of my life lies in its simplicity, and its purity of intent. Every moment of this life is profoundly beautiful, tragic, and sensational, so I will never get bored. I must let people know that i can be there for them, but i also have a deep desire to be left alone when i think of how cruel this world can be. Ive grown more quiet as i get older, and as I feel myself becoming more particular about my ways, i realize that extra steps must be taken to ensure that this world does not make me angry or bitter (and vice versa) about things i cannot change. I will never lose the sparkle in my eyes due to lack of love, lack of joy and lack of curiosity - i will commit to this, even after all of the injustices I had to face, all of the lies and negative positioning i've had to stave off. You never know what someone else is going through, you never know how the people around you ended up in their positions.
The beauty of each day kisses me on the cheek when i wake up, and when i go to bed, i submit to the healing properties of the cool moonlight. It is a pleasure to have work and responsibilities to take care of, even if some have been made up for no particular reason. Having a ton of excess money is not very important to me. High status is only important to me insofar as it affects my ability to learn and provide for others. I would accept more power, but im too impressionable... Fame is an illusion. I look for genuine love in every day. it comes to me in the form of a cup of tea, a flock of birds, and a moment of silence. I pray for these things every day: peace, protection, health, safety, and good luck for myself and my loved ones. I am not an enemy, and i do not wish to bother or harm others. knowledge, creativity and humility have gotten me farthest in life