[08 Nov 2009|12:32am] mocksican sometimes, it very much sucks not having your closest friends near by. come visit me. post comment

[06 Nov 2009|01:57pm] mocksican FUTURE. I have no idea where it's headed. The plan, that is. My plan, for life. I obtain zero clues to where I will be, who will be on the other side of the telephone conversation, and if a dog will be in the picture, among others. Hopefully, wherever I end up, it'll be mild weather mixed in with somethings beautiful. Maybe one day I'll own a house close to the edge of some coast. I have no inkling if I will end up being a photographer or a designer or both. Maybe I'll end up making beaded necklaces like a crazed gypsy. Ha, no. Nothing is for certain. Except those you love. I feel that's certain. And good music, that's pretty certain too. Now, those who sing the good music NOW, it's not certain whether they will sing good music tomorrow. For now, check out 'dear god' by monsters of folk. neat. Well, another thing that is certain is the ever present of dreams and who I dream of. I hope they dream of me too. I think it's best that I don't have A PLAN. Because the plan is probably crap. Let's face it. Great things need time to grow and plans are outlines and therefore, may be restricted. Who knows. Have ideas. Those are good. And keep stretching, shrinking, hugging, and creating those ideas. I'm a firm believer that things will find their way, eventually. It's difficult, though. Times can really suck and be unhappy and feel like COMPLETE bullshit. But I think there are still things to enjoy, we just have to see them. It's hard being human. Don't you agree? But I don't think I'd like to be anything else. Well, maybe a grizzly. They sleep and fish all day long. Could be nice. bnlahlbalblahblahblah and that's my rambling for today. post comment

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