Special times are always
And too surreal that I want to bite my cheek off
or fall down the stairs
Just to wake myself from this dream.
And while we walk on the side walks
I can see you look at me
And the days are burning our skin.
The suns gets in my eyes
but I can still see yours brighter.
I have been circling a question through my head. It is the one question that we all face in our coming adult years. What do you want to do?
That question can apply to a lot of meanings. What do you want to do right now? What do you want to do in four years? What do you want to do with yourself?
What do you want to BE?
I do and do not have an answer to that question. All that I know is that I want to be doing something what is from my decision. I want to be able to give myself my own options and I am thinking through a college perspective. I want an apartment, I want to have money or some sort of income, I want an internship, and I want a career that I picked. And so far I am currently working on those things.
The reason why I am writing about this now is because today I got an email from professor I won’t no loner have since I changed my major. So I had to explain to them that I was not going to do their class again for this fall. I also had a talk to my boyfriend about what he wants to do after the four years. Whether or not to do another career choice added on to what he already wants to do.
And that made me think.
What do I want to do when I get to that point of my life?
Right now I changed to be only a English Major. I also added a teaching certificate for the future. But now that I think about it I don’t want to get that certificate and be done with my career. I want to WRITE. I love to write so much and I want to write books. I just don’t know what or where to start. I love poetry but I also want to practice my prose. Not only do I want to be a creative writer but I also want to be a versatile one, where I can write articles and express opinions and issues and reviews. I want to be the best I can be at writing. It is my own way of express and enjoyment of who I am as a person, what my voice is trying to say.
I do and I don’t know what is going to happen.
But I do know that what I’m doing now I want to work hard at it.
What do you think? Where do you think you are in your life? Do you know what you want to do?
Much Love and Support
Hello my Birdies, lately I’ve been writing a lot of poetry and reading books and it slipped my mind to talk about music and my songs of the week. This is what I’ve been listening to recently:
Baby Blue by King Krule
Late Bloomers by The Growlers
I’m on my way to go listen he album Ctrl by SZA. I heard some really good things about it so I can’t wait to hear it, especially because she is a female artist.
Give it a listen, give music a change.
Dreams of how wrong it is to dream
Over and under my head just keeps thoughts warm
Never deny what you don’t see
Because murmurs in your sleep don’t compare
In a state of unconsciousness is the peaceful reminder
Not only can you breathe
But I can too
Having seen your face brought something than another
Over the time and over the days it never got old
Leading and lending the quiet and exchanges of you and me
Left and looked lovelier than life
I knew that meeting you was finding the clean air to breathe
Everything found a place in time