I've learned the best way for me to write is to write with my heart. Writing with my heart is a way to let me and my heart communicate, and I listen to what it has to say...
My heart tells me to do what I love
To live in the mindset of that kid who thought possibilities were endless.
My heart tells me to not see dying as something to fear, but to use death as a motivator to live life the best I can.
My heart reminds me that I'm human, and that I'm gonna mess up, but to see my mistakes as bread crumbs for when I get lost and need to find my way back.
My heart tells me to rock out and to shake the dust, and to not be a tourist.
To revive the music that died when I grew up.
My heart tells me that love is real, even when it hurts and seems too good to be true.
That the easy way is decieving, and the hard way is rewarding.
My heart tells me to stick it to the "Man".
"Man," you're a fat loser and you have body odor and I'm not going to give you the time of day.
I'm gonna follow my freakin' heart..
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Moving Out
I've decided it's where I want to stay.
I don't know if it's the comfort I feel when I'm walking the streets.. Maybe it's the new things I learn when I'm listening in on it's residants, who always surprise me with their beautiful words.
But now I think I'm starting to see why so many love this place. Sitting in it's resturants and coffee shops, thinking about whatever I want.
I want to stay there because looking for myself before has never been easier.
Being there, finding new things, new places to sit and let the city open my eyes to new thoughts, ideas, and outlooks. I've become grateful for everything that's happened in my life, good or bad, because I know even if it hurt back then, it will only help me for what's to come.
Everytime I'm there I can hear my heart more clearly. Going to that place has finally helped me and my heart understand each other more. I know when I'm there, I trust my heart.
Something about that place.. It's opened my eyes when I didn't even know they were closed. It's where I can find my muse. It's the place where I can follow my heart. It's where I know I'm going to find myself.
That's why I'm moving to Paris.
I don't know if it's the comfort I feel when I'm walking the streets.. Maybe it's the new things I learn when I'm listening in on it's residants, who always surprise me with their beautiful words.
But now I think I'm starting to see why so many love this place. Sitting in it's resturants and coffee shops, thinking about whatever I want.
I want to stay there because looking for myself before has never been easier.
Being there, finding new things, new places to sit and let the city open my eyes to new thoughts, ideas, and outlooks. I've become grateful for everything that's happened in my life, good or bad, because I know even if it hurt back then, it will only help me for what's to come.
Everytime I'm there I can hear my heart more clearly. Going to that place has finally helped me and my heart understand each other more. I know when I'm there, I trust my heart.
Something about that place.. It's opened my eyes when I didn't even know they were closed. It's where I can find my muse. It's the place where I can follow my heart. It's where I know I'm going to find myself.
That's why I'm moving to Paris.
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