I don't really know anything I have decided. Just when I am getting old and almost completing high school I decided that, gosh darn, I just don't really know a thing and about anything.
You know those days when you wake up late because your alarm wasn't set and you check your phone to see the time and then when you see you are going to have no time to get ready you blast out of bed. Then you go into this trance, coma type thing were you blackout for a second and almost fall over, sometimes you so fall over and plop right back into bed. When that happens your brain is yelling and screaming at you to get up and get ready so you won't be late for school. But your body is saying in a soft calm hushed voice... stay, lay a little longer... how important is school anyway? That's when your most important decisions are made... right there. This whole story is kind of how I feel life is right now. Not that I have necessarily woken up late but I have looked at my life and realized what time it is. My prime time. My time to move. Then I jumped into everything to quickly made a long list of goals, of ideas, and of things that I need to do with my life. But now I am getting dizzy, and I am falling backwards, I am slightly blacking out and trying to hold on to something that will keep me standing up from my minor set back. Then I fall... I fall back onto a bed of comfort, a zone where I know I am safe and nothing bad will happen. My head and my heart are telling me to get up and continue my life in the way I want it to be but something is keeping me back, laziness and tiredness are stopping me. So here is where now I need to make my decision. To hike through and stomp through and tread through and push through... or just stop.
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date..."
"In life's winter, find your invincible summer."
“Sun is shining. Weather is sweet. Make you wanna move your dancing feet.”
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
“One swallow does not make a summer,
neither does one fine day;
similarly one day or brief time of happiness
does not make a person entirely happy.”
It's summer. And that is all I have to say about that.