Monday, October 12, 2009

Breaking Blocks.

I really hate it when I want nothing more than to write and the words will NOT come out for the life of me. My solution to this problem is to start by writing about how I can't think about what to write. This could be terrible or turn into something mildly readable. Fingers crossed for the latter? Yes? Yes.

Today fall set in for me. You would think the past weeks of jacket weather and rain would have tipped me off, but my body was oblivious. My eyes didn't connect cracks in pavement to the telltale reds and yellows enveloping every inch of nature. Some days, all it takes is five extra minutes of walking and a set of eyes lifted from the ever-elusive footprint soon to be made. How often do you look down? Everything's happening ahead of you. Settling for misery as you greet air one temperature too cold is the easy way out. I've taken to t-shirts in makeshift ten degrees and light footsteps. I could pass off credit, but I'm not too quick to bet it all. Risk takers and moneymakers are really just optimists in business casual.

Cold bites skin red as it pales from lack of exposure. This is not the antithesis of beauty. You wear your accessories like a part of you and I for one can't find an uninteresting aspect about you. October's vice is curiosity. No matter how it may apply to you, remember this: take chances. Ask a question you normally wouldn't, just for the thrill. White picket fences might be ideal, but I've never been a big fan of that which is safe. You are given to youth to redefine it, so for God's sake, do your part. Go crazy for life before it gets away from you. It will.

If morning's too cold, use every blanket you own. Wake up five minutes before you leave and wear what you slept in. Make up is not a necessity. Just one of the guys; never did sound like a punishment to me. School nights and weekend nights blur. Study with your motivation 4 inches to your left. Get the grades and go out. The best part about forgetting to do a big paper until the night before is the way you feel when you're done. You are capable of pages without even knowing it.

Everyone's worth a chance. Who is yours coming from?

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