thirty-eight

  • 7/17 Things are only as scary as you make them. But how do you go about something with little to know fear? Courage, is what I'm talking about of course. But how much courage do you really have? How much do I? Do you even know? Is there a way to measure courage? Have you ever asked a friend if you were courageous? I'm sure you've asked at least one of them if you were pretty or handsome. So why not worry about things like courage? Perhaps it's because courage isn't skin deep, so we don't bother asking if other people thing we have it or not. Which is kind of sad really. When was the last time someone said something to you and it stuck in your mind. Something that in a year from now you will remember? I don't mean something that sounded it like it was from a movie. But something that made you think, or made your head tilt and realize that they really are an amazing person, or that they have deeper thoughts then what you figured. When was the last time you said something like that to someone? We are so hung up on our looks, but not hung up on our words. I wish we were. I really do. And I'm not saying that I'm never hung up on my appearance, I do think about it, but I also try to think about what I'm saying. It never comes out right, but at least I'm thinking about it. I suppose if we all talked like poets words wouldn't mean so much to us. I don't mean I want to see people talk like poets. Just to see people who really think, and give thought to what they're saying. I love seeing someone like that, even if they're just BSing. Maybe I'm putting to much thought into this, like I do with most things. 7/18 I didn't really realize how much I'm going to miss this place until last night. We were sitting around at Rus's and TJ says "I'm going to miss you when you're gone, Kathlynn" and then my sister and Rus said it. Even Lil said it. I really am going to miss them, and all these crazy experiences I've had since I've come down here. Last night we went to this clearing in the woods and laid a blanket out. We just laid out there and looked at the stars. We had the puppies with us (there are three of them, TJ's Kilo, Rus's Cross, and my sister's Corona) They played around us, my sister and TJ drank, and we just sat out there talking. It was so peaceful and nice. I'm even going to miss just sitting around Rus's house, watching all the visitors talk and laugh. It's nice, even though I'm a good 4-5 years younger then most of them, I feel at home there. Arnol keeps telling me I can't leave for this amount of time again, but I'm going to. I can't wait to come down here again next summer. I love everything down here. So far I've created wonderful memories of family, nature, swimming, new friends, coming out of my shell, reading, trying new things, learning to feel comfortable, and many other things. I wish I had a video camera in my eyes, and I could take the tape out when I pleased, so I could watch this summer over and over again. Next summer I'll return a little older and a little wiser, I hope it will be just as good then. I'm not sure what I'm getting at here. But I really am going to miss this place. I'm very happy with how everything has turned out, and I know I will definitely come back next summer. I'm not sure why I've been writing so much lately. It's kind of nice though.. Quote of the Day: ~"Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely."~ --Becky Aligada I don't know who she is, I tried looking up her name, but just that quote came up. If anyone knows, could you please tell me? I love this quote.
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