Jumping right into this thing here. As if you all know me: granted, if you've stumbled across this blog via the outlets presented, then you must know me in some way or manner. If not, then you'll get to know who I am over time - I promise. If you need to know anything, you can contact me personally and just let cannons loose. No holding back: the anonymity of the internet protects us all...
To a certain extent, of course.
Currently, I am listening to I Found a Boy by Adele.
Before I get into it, I should mention that I absolutely adore the woman. She has a magnificent voice, her songs are powerful and moving, and she's simply amazing. To all the people who know who she is, props, and to those who aren't aware, I advise that you'd youtube her whenever you've the chance. It's not particularly a matter of whether or not you'd like her kind of music, it's more of finding one of her songs that fits to you well.
I've been reminded by a wise friend of mine that music does, indeed, come from the soul.
Alright, back to first blog here. It's strange: I'll admit, I've cried twice within a week. As you can presume, I am either a crybaby or this has been quite the stressful week. I'll leave the conclusion up to you [ though neither are far off ], and simply say that the decisions we make in life are not the simplest things we hope them to be. Or, at least, the ones we try to make. Trying to foresee the events to come is simply as impractical as stating things will go a certain way. We've learned to live life the best we can and play things by ear. We can try our best to increase our chances, but we can't change the end result, right? All the different possibilities we can choose in life, leading us on our many different paths to whatever goal we have in life - be it the things that make us happy, the pleasures in life that provide a community of mutual comfort, or even the simplicity of admiration: there are many more things we can focus on.
It may sound like I am simply rambling on here, because I sort of am [ only because I make this stuff up as I go, with a bit of pre-meditation supporting it, of course ] but that's besides the point. The summertime has obtained the association of relaxation and comfort; to laze around all day and be comfortable, no matter the time of day. If we've things to do, they are put off for an hour, or a day, or a week - no matter! It's the summer! We'll get to it when we need, right?
Enjoy the small things in life while you can, seems to be the message I am veering towards here. Appreciate the things you have and be thankful to whomever or whatever you look up to, whether you're a believer of a deity or not - it's your choice and your opinion, I can not coerce you to believe in something if you do not wish to. Whatever your life style, your surroundings, your environment - make the best of it! Find time to spend with your family, your friends. Think of the days when you'll be working, dedicated and focused, and will lack the time to do such things. Even if you want to relax on your own - go outside and tan or float in the pool, or what have you - think of ways to make your life and the lives of others better.
I'm going to end this here, but I don't want you to just sit here and think that I'm giving you a mandatory list of things to do. I'd like to leave you wondering about the world of possibilities, of the purpose of your actions. What directions you're headed in, how you're to go in the directions that are both beneficial for you and in your best interest. Lastly, to lay a comforting hand - figurative or literal - on a familiar face [ because doing this to strangers could get you in trouble ] and console them if they need it. If not, then console them anyway.
It's always nice to know someone, somewhere cares. =]
Remember, "no one belongs here more than you." Thanks for reading!
<3 ~ Monty
