Self, meet yourself

I really like plans, a lot. I like knowing what I'm going to doing: when, where and with whom. But I have to say, spontaneity has been creeping into my agenda and I like that a lot more. Rolling with the punches and not stressing about two and three months down the road, who the heck am I?

I've done a ton of growing up and growing into myself over the past 14 months. I've let go of boundaries and stipulations that other people had imposed upon me. I've stopped defining myself through limitations and just let myself be. I found out I can actually be funny, fun, outgoing, all the things I used to be before I let someone push it all down. I feel internally settled and its about damn time.

So throw something at me, I might just catch it (without closing my eyes first) and run with it.

oh my!

Sometimes the most wonderful things are the little surprises life hands you.

say it like you mean it

Words have lost their gravitas.

With the ability to communicate in any way possible comes a loss in meaning behind the words that we toss around so casually. Die, love, kill, the list goes on. They're all words we use completely out of context and without any regard to their true definition and purpose. I'm as guilty as the next person in using these words in quotidian phrases, but it begs the question: where has the severity gone behind words that used to be so impassioned. I've always been drawn to classic lit because the heaviness of the language, to me, conveys true depth and emotion. Its as if you can feel and see the meaning of the letters on the page as they unravel before you. Call me a romantic or melodramatic, but I wish nowadays people took what they said as seriously.