I like cold early mornings barely born from the dark when love breathes. Cold sand. Sun.
Start a new day. Self-reminder of things only imagined.

And then there's times like these when I remember what it is to have anxieties.

*breathe*

So I just feel like writing... not really sure why... it's just one of those nights. Hmm... Seems as if I've stopped a lot of the things I used to do to let out stuff. I used to run, write in this journal... I guess I stopped. I like Coldplay... reminds me of relaxing days on the beach... I remember Zuma Beach... last time I ever had to be with my ( Read more... )

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You know what I love the most about the Los Angeles Marathon... and I'm reminded every time. It's probably one of the only times in my existence where I see a whole city be nice to one another. You run through every part of LA, black, white, Asian, brown... and if you stop on the side of the road and look in pain... people will help you. If you ( Read more... )

I think my favorite part of anything is making her happy.

Perfect date... amazing dinner, gelato, last minute decision to watch a movie, a nice walk and beautiful company.

HAPPY 5 MONTHS!!!!!
to an awesome girl who's made me quite a happy kid this year.
I definitely couldn't ask for more... and I definitely couldn't imagine there being more good in a person.
Thank you for that.

- Norte

Today my quad-mates took me out and I played football for the first time in my existence on earth. I must say it was quite a good although I've learned that in pretty much all games...

*smile*

Sometimes... I really truly miss the days I was Christian.
I could forego the feeling in the middle of the library of being closed in by nothingness, and the feeling that the answers to things perhaps don't exist.
Those were really good things... It's just sad that at this point, I don't think my fatalist brain could input such pious thoughts.