Blurb #3

Am I living it right? And if I’m not, am I living it wrong the right way?

Getting Back Into This Thing

Does anyone have anything they want to talk about? Something that’s bugging you? Something that’s making you ridiculously happy and no one quite gets it? Let me know - send me a watchamacallit.

I used to be on Tumblr all of the time before life got in the way, I want to get back into the groove.

John Mayer,

Your new album is going to take me places.

I don’t know where; only that it could be anywhere.

Blurb #2:

One must constantly acknowledge something in order to ignore it.

Loneliness [RIP, My Grandfather]

Fortunately enough, this topic doesn’t really concern my feelings of loneliness which unfortunately enough are becoming quite prevalent — instead, it’s about someone I know, or due to recent events, knew.

The more you live and experience, the more you change the phrase ‘someone I know’ to ‘someone I knew’. At first, it’s scary, then it’s really scary because the older you become, the more it happens.

Two days after my most recent birthday [October 31st], my grandfather passed away. One of the most intriguing people I’ve ever known and had the pleasure of knowing. I miss having him around; he was sick for a long time but I never expected him to give up.

Maybe he didn’t give up. Maybe he gave in. There’s a difference in the two meanings, I think. You give up because you’re bitter. You give in because you’re so against giving up, that you eventually just crumble.

My grandpa didn’t want to live anymore and this hurts more than anything.

I wish I could say his other grandchildren visited him often, that his own daughter visited him too. But no one ever did. I’m not sure if he felt worth it.

And when they did, he was so happy, like someone made his day, and it could’ve been that easy. Just by someone saying hello. Hi, grandpa. I’ve missed you and I love you.

That could make someone’s day.

Please, go make someone’s day. For them and for yourself.

Help them want to live.

I would write more on this topic but unfortunately, I’m not ready.

Blurb:

Over time, I’ve learned that ‘forever’ isn’t an estimation of time. It’s a feeling.