it’s like she wrote the song in my heart.

no matter what has ever come to me
I got my own brand of company
I got da da da inside my head
and I play songs back to back until i go to bed

wake up by myself inside an empty room
theres no body next to mine to oooh
but my skin is warm and my heart is full
its the do do do do do do

walking waking on a crowded street
with my headphones loud
so my hips can swing, so my head can nod
to the rock and roll to the boom boom beat

(chorus)
and I find that im never alone
and I find that my heart is my home
and the music within makes me whole
a world that I built on my own
and I know that I’m never alone
and I know that my heart is my home
every missing piece of me
I can find in a melody

Says it all, yeah?

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For them, there is no safe place.

“For them, there is no safe place. They are raped when harvesting crops; when going to market; when fetching water and firewood; when carrying their babies; when in their homes at night, among their loved ones.”

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Don’t Pick A Way

Don’t pick a way.  That’s the advice given to me today by my best friend and super awesome partner in crime, Joel.  I was waxing ecstatic about how awesome this guy I had met was, and how much fun we’d had together, but was trying to psych myself out of being *too* excited.  This is the theory: If I’m TOO excited, it won’t work out, and if I’m not excited enough (even if it’s a fake less-than-excited), then it will.  Which is, as you know, absolutely ridiculous.

I may even have let the words “It won’t work out, because I’m being absurd about it. It won’t go my way.”

“So don’t pick a way” he says.  Which, to an extent, makes sense.  If I don’t try to predetermine my own life and how it’s going to go, I can’t be disappointed by what DOES happen.  If I’m open to the possibilities, then whatever happens is what happens.

But, as good advice as that may be, it’s still hard not to have hope and expectations, right?

I’ve gone into every encounter with another person hoping it will turn out GOOD, but what I should really be entering these encounters with is the acceptance that it will just BE.  Neither good nor bad, just IS.

It might even be a Nihilistic perspective, but it’s a healthy one when dealing with other humans, who also have free will and the right to make up (and change) their own minds.  You can’t make anyone be your friend, or think you’re awesome, or even leave you alone when you don’t return their feelings – so what makes any one of us think we should know what’s best for ourselves?

Right.

This is what I’ll tell myself next time I start feeling giddy over some guy I think is the bee’s knees.

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