Fortune doesn’t favor those who play it safe. It favors the brave. Risk everything.
‘Like the others say, I could know your pain, but I couldn’t get used to it.’ In the end all the pain will mirror happiness and you will understand why you walked the path you had to, to get to where you are. Don’t let fear determine your future.
Nick, my brother & best friend, to say he gets me would be an understatement. I’d be lost without this kid. He’s walked my path, by my side, sometimes dragging me along the way. Tonight we hit the road & headed south. Speed, music, windows down & country air. It’s what every polluted soul needs.
Thanks for being my best friend, my inspiration.
“Thank you for listening…”
The beauty in life that’s been without damage.
The strength and growth.
Most of us, in some way, we are damaged. Be it as small as learning Santa isn’t real or as big as a traumatic loss of someone you love. We at some point have to realize these events make us stronger. We can drown in the sorrow or find strength in the pain. We grow. Nothing is easy. If it is, its more than likely not with it. The trouble you overcome in life is what makes your story different from others.
Stand tall. Chalk up your defeats. Own your losses. Smile. Always, and I mean always, take the time.
We all want to b a kid again. Back when things were simple. We didn’t have to do ‘adult things’. If we were raised right we had responsibility, but nothing could prepare us for what the future holds. In highschool I was said to have some of the most strict parents in town. I wasn’t allowed to call boys. No phone in my room. Boys certainly were NOT allowed upstairs. The list goes on. If I remember correctly I spent 3/4 of my highschool years grounded. I’m thankful for that. I respected my parents, just not as much as I should have.
Parents and children have such a bond that is irreplaceable. In belief that things go well, its a bond never to be broken. In the terrible event trust is lost early into the relationship, its often hard to fix and carry on.
Shot outside my house watching childhood memories.
Tonight I learned. I learned to be a kid again. I learned just how much I matter in other peoples lives. Love & happiness are what we make it. Some of the most simple moments are the best moments. There is something perfect about stars, tracks & quiet air. Waffle House & Van Morrison are perfect together at 2am. I have a gypsy soul. Honesty is what it is, don’t fight it. I have a story and I need to share it. Sharing moments can mean more than sharing words.
Getting what you want and need comes to you when you least expect it.
Patience, the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble or suffering without getting angry or upset. The state of endurance under difficult circumstances, which can mean persevering in the face of delay or provocation without acting in a negative way.
I’ve always said I left my patience in my mothers womb when I was born. You learn it at a young age. Its the one thing, if you don’t have it, chances are you never will. I’m tolerable. Not patient. I realize this. It is what it is.
I think about you all the time, but I don’t need the same.
Shot after a LONG day of struggling without patience…