look at us, running around, always rushed, always late, guess that's why they call it the human race. what we crave most in this world is connection. and for some people it happens at first sight, it's when you know, you know. it's fate working its magic and that's great for them. they get to live in a pop song & ride the express train. but that's not the way it really works. for the rest of us, it's a less bit romantic, it's complicated, it's messy, it's about horrible timing and fumbled opportunities and not being able to say what you need to say, when you need to say it.

look at us, running around, always rushed, always late, guess that's why they call it the human race. but sometimes it slows down enough where all the pieces fall into place. fate works it magic, and you're connected.

every once in awhile amid all the randomness, something unexpected happens and it pushes us forward.



-the switch

'you keep on knockin' but you can't come in'

keep trying you aren't going to break me,
i'm stronger than you ever gave me credit for.

flame

brightly it burns, steady and straight
but with change it struggles, flickering back and forth wildly
struggling to regain its composure, its strength
searching for the common ground, between itself and outside forces
a constant battle against things out of its control
offering all it can, while simply holding onto itself
burning brightly until it is no more

1 can change everything

there are 6 billion people in the world, 6 billion souls.

and sometimes, just sometimes...

all you need is 1.

beauty in the beakdown

when life feels unjust
and the heart weighs heavy
tears flow freely
cleansing the soul
quivering lips and trembling shoulders
yearning for the release
to wash away pain & fear
and breathe in hope and belief
to let go completely...

there is beauty in the breakdown.

The Backyard: Mumford and Sons - "Awake My Soul"