When we are young, we wish we were older.
when we are older,we wish we were younger.
When it's winter we wish for the heat.
When it's summer we wish for the cold.
When our hair is curly, we wish for it to be straight.
When our hair is straight we wish it to be curly.
When things get tough, we wish for ease and healing.
When we are happy, we find things to be upset about.
Take off, or crash landing?
We are young, we are old, we are cold and we are different.
We are happy and we are upset.
Everyone takes off, and everyone crashes.
We are only human.
But we are who we are.
That was just something that I had off of the top of my head. I realized today that life is good. Sure, there's a lot of bad things in it and all, but life is good. At least I AM alive in the first place. So I want to know how people work sometimes because I'm curious, other times because I want to know how I could take them down. Oh you hurt my feelings? I ruin your life for a while. Just a while. No, that's the old me. But She's starting to come out again. Should I be scared, or have fun with it?
This morning, I woke up several times before five AM with the baby kitty cuddling on my neck and sucking on my ears. It was nice at first. But after an hour, it gets rather old. So I picked him up by one hand and plopped him on the floor, right before Crane's first alarm went off. It was 6:20, I had been awake for an hour and twenty minutes, give or take a few minutes. I finally dragged myself out of bed twenty minutes earlier than I usually do, and proceeded to do my girlish rituals in front of the mirror for a while. Having all of this extra time, I decided to straighten my hair, to which Crane glared at me sinfully. I cocked my head to the side in question. She said that my hair would look better if I had straightened it the night before. Why would I straighten my hair on a night that I didn't have extra time, Crane? She always is the one telling me I'm so obsessed with myself, and that "We aren't going to a fashion show." Even though she is the one obsessed with how she looks and what everyone thinks of her.
Sure, I care what people think of me, but I'm not obsessed with it. Comfort is more important to me than style, most of the time. I wear what I think looks good, and feels good.
Anyway, things haven't been happening too much really, except a few big things. Two of them to be exact. The first thing is much better than the second, but I love all the same! :)
That shall be it for now.
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