About the time that you wrote this, I was lying on the beach, facing away from the hum of the ocean and staring at the moon, a little piece of it carved away, thinking of it like an old lightbulb in a dusty closet. I wasn't wondering so much why I am wasting time, instead I was wondering what I need to do to recapture all the time I've wasted.
It seems that in regards to you, I have some catching up to do.
I hardly know you, but I absolutely adore the way you think. Or, at least the way you communicate your thoughts; I have trouble saying what I actually mean, so I don't assume that you've completely said all you want to. But I certainly do love what you have said.
oh the ocean ! how i wish i was there ! i have not been swimming of any sort since last august and sometimes i dream about it! i dream that i am submerged in water, i think the nicest time to swim is late late late at night, in my pool when the water is warmer than the air or with someone in a lake in the middle of a forest after midnight, when for a few moments there is nothing else in the world but the trees and the water and the moon and eachother, !!!
today i am thinking the same, what can i do to make up for all of that wasting and make every second from now on as brilliant as the sun to balance out the past
and thankyou so much! i love the way you convey your thoughts as well as i've told you before i feel that we are so similar, i am so very glad that we have connected !
thank you! i envy your eloquence. making the most of every moment can get tiresome...and sometimes i worry that i am just trying to distract myself, or that i'm fighting off sadness, but maybe the illusion of happiness/distraction is okay.
i wish so much joy for you as well...you are beautiful and i hope you know that!
i think you are not the only one thats terrified of all this quest to find ourselves and our meanings. i think its truly the question that binds our cores together, but some people just find it to be a "downer" persay, so they waste their lives away living the "status quo" never really thinking of what they couldve been, would've been; because theyre too goddamn busy living up to statuses to stop and smell the fresh cut grass that you were rolling in, love. these simple beauties are lost on so many techincal fiends in this slowly dying world.
i was driving in marshalls creek the other day and full on wept because right past the shannon inn they completely demolished a giant patch of land for another mini mall. do they care for or about the history of that land? or how long its been there? how people fought and died for it? how homesteaders once lived there? or anything that happened before our world turned to plastic and merchandising? im sick.
i love you. i love the way you think. you arent alone darling. you are hardly alone.
ohh, youu really just spoke for me. i feel the same crazy changes. i wanna grasp and feel everything too, but i continually finding myself wasting time, missing out on some of the most fabulous things. we've got to turn these wasted moments into something and laugh even if we're propeling ourselves toward nothing.
p.s. i found you through my friend amber's journal.
oh am i so glad that we are relating ! yes i am a constant swingsoarcrashbackforthupdown of love and fear and of euphoria and decay , i am glad that you found me ! ooh good-on-me for making this entry public , i just read a bit of your journal and like it very much, so is it alright if i add you ?
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on the entry i made this afternoon.
no matter how deep and sunken we are at times
i think we will all find meaning
at one point
though getting to that point is
sigh.
goodnight, julia, love! i hope you feel better.better.better!
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oh i hope and know that we will though i am so often afraid, oh you too dear!!!!!!
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It seems that in regards to you, I have some catching up to do.
I hardly know you, but I absolutely adore the way you think. Or, at least the way you communicate your thoughts; I have trouble saying what I actually mean, so I don't assume that you've completely said all you want to. But I certainly do love what you have said.
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today i am thinking the same, what can i do to make up for all of that wasting and make every second from now on as brilliant as the sun to balance out the past
and thankyou so much! i love the way you convey your thoughts as well as i've told you before i feel that we are so similar, i am so very glad that we have connected !
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this is how i live every moment. it makes it hard to sleep at night.
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making the most of every moment can get tiresome...and sometimes i worry that i am just trying to distract myself, or that i'm fighting off sadness, but maybe the illusion of happiness/distraction is okay.
i wish so much joy for you as well...you are beautiful and i hope you know that!
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well then i wish you serenity !
and thankyou so much!
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i was driving in marshalls creek the other day and full on wept because right past the shannon inn they completely demolished a giant patch of land for another mini mall. do they care for or about the history of that land? or how long its been there? how people fought and died for it? how homesteaders once lived there? or anything that happened before our world turned to plastic and merchandising? im sick.
i love you. i love the way you think. you arent alone darling. you are hardly alone.
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i dont work again till sat/sun, and im done with school after tuesday. so whenever is best for you darling dearest.
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p.s. i found you through my friend amber's journal.
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