So Christmas is practically here. I think this year is the most unusual for me. I'm a college student again, and still at home, but so much more involved with things outside of the house. I've practically been adopted by the Capps, and Haley finally likes me enough to let me pick her up (which makes me feel so much better)
I got to thinking about how much it would be impossible to go through life without them from this point. It's kinda like chai. It's just that good.
This time of year tends to have a lot of depression. After Christmas, life is forced back to the same old mundane, hopeless shuffle to pay bills and be HAPPY. Its always too freakin cold and never snows and never enough hours in the day and never enough hours at the job. Taxes. Gah.. It's like life took a second glance at that hot chick passing by and when it faced forward again ran into a pole and fell into a manhole and had to take the sewer home.
Lets not have that happen this year. I want to keep up some hope and faith through these dreary, bleak months. It's not the condition you find yourself in, but the condition you bring to your environment. Make it a point to smile, and not complain (just suck it in and deal; we all have problems and get through them)
As Relient K sings in their song, "Christmas makes way for spring" -Boxing Day
[listen to "Glass of Water" by Coldplay today]
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
I made a deal with God / Therapy
It's been 1/3 of a year since I've written anything. I thought of it as a break, maybe a recuperation period. And I also thought of it as a fearful time, uncertain that I had value or validity. I'm sticking with the first one, and I made a deal with God that I would write this for today.
Let me start by saying Happy Birthday to my sister, Sarah. I love you :)
One of the least-liked tasks at my house is clearing the yard of the leaves during the fall. This year, as I was taking classes for college and running the Center a lot and being a lazy bum who never went home before 10pm, mom did most of the leaf removal. At one point, she actually hurt herself and couldn't do it anymore. So I thought, "Oh, no big deal, it's not like there's much of the year left" and planned to keep up with them. Somehow that didn't happen (haha, yeah..). This past week there was a lot of precipitation, and thus the leaves HAD to go. I somewhat dreaded the task, mostly cause I didn't have much time for it. My schedule opened up suddenly and I had a whole morning to work on it. And I did. In those moments, where I'm working on the yard or home projects, I get to think a lot and feel a lot. I listen to music. I get lost in another world and the time just flies by. Before I know it, I'm done with my job.
I want to touch on this bit about music. "This is just therapy.. let's call it was it is.. and that makes God the only one who's left here listening." Those are the words to Relient K's "Therapy" - one of the many tracks to come across my ears during this crisp morning leaf extraction. What it really comes down to is the heaviness. I crave something heavy and manly. I want to have a goal, something to live for, and fight to win. The next song, "Storm the Gates of Hell" by Demon Hunter is one of those songs that just make you want to kick some ass. "Raise the lifeless, Dies to fight this, Stand beside me, Storm the gates of hell"
I encourage you to find your therapy. A lot of people get paid to tell you what to do for therapy, and most of the time it's just doing something you would normally not want to do (but really need to do).
On another note, I really love chai. I finally got an Oregon Chai shirt to match my hat. If you drank one cup of chai every day, you would be a happier person.
kthnxbye
Let me start by saying Happy Birthday to my sister, Sarah. I love you :)
One of the least-liked tasks at my house is clearing the yard of the leaves during the fall. This year, as I was taking classes for college and running the Center a lot and being a lazy bum who never went home before 10pm, mom did most of the leaf removal. At one point, she actually hurt herself and couldn't do it anymore. So I thought, "Oh, no big deal, it's not like there's much of the year left" and planned to keep up with them. Somehow that didn't happen (haha, yeah..). This past week there was a lot of precipitation, and thus the leaves HAD to go. I somewhat dreaded the task, mostly cause I didn't have much time for it. My schedule opened up suddenly and I had a whole morning to work on it. And I did. In those moments, where I'm working on the yard or home projects, I get to think a lot and feel a lot. I listen to music. I get lost in another world and the time just flies by. Before I know it, I'm done with my job.
I want to touch on this bit about music. "This is just therapy.. let's call it was it is.. and that makes God the only one who's left here listening." Those are the words to Relient K's "Therapy" - one of the many tracks to come across my ears during this crisp morning leaf extraction. What it really comes down to is the heaviness. I crave something heavy and manly. I want to have a goal, something to live for, and fight to win. The next song, "Storm the Gates of Hell" by Demon Hunter is one of those songs that just make you want to kick some ass. "Raise the lifeless, Dies to fight this, Stand beside me, Storm the gates of hell"
I encourage you to find your therapy. A lot of people get paid to tell you what to do for therapy, and most of the time it's just doing something you would normally not want to do (but really need to do).
On another note, I really love chai. I finally got an Oregon Chai shirt to match my hat. If you drank one cup of chai every day, you would be a happier person.
kthnxbye
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