If They Sky Opened Up and Started Pouring Rain...

I move into Lancaster tomorrow. I have definitely been provided with everything I need the last month or so. I guess just too much thinking about the bad and not the good?

I need to play shows now. It will get rid of that last little bit of torture I put myself through.

Very hopeful and doing alright, if you were wondering.

Make Me New Again, So I Can Be Clear and Conscious...

I have had a lot of neglect for the things I am really blessed with recently, so I apologize for that. Somehow we stumbled across a really sweet drummer, who reminds me a lot of the position I was in in high school. I have a lot of good friends. Daniel and Jamie are probably the two best dudes anyone could ask for, and everyone else who asks me to hang out, takes me to miserable soccer games or texts me random facts throughout the day, thanks.

And, I honestly am stoked for the future. I have more stuff ever I need to work for, and it just feels more doable this time. I think I have been blessed with the position I am in no matter how much I complain about it. I will be moving back to Lancaster next week-ish, but it's going to grant me a lot of opportunities that have been out of reach in the months prior to now. Hold On is something everyone involved with is both proud of and optimistic about. To be honest, it's the only thing I have going on for me right now, and I couldn't be more happy to work with that with the utmost dedication.

(Also, today I give respeck to my sandals. They went out on me, and tomorrow I have to make a stop by Lancaster's Courthouse and everyone who is hiring in that city. Wish me luck. Saying farewell to the beard, too. Minor curses won't cancel out the blessings though, eh?)

Take Me, Take Me Back To Your Bed, I Love You So Much That It Hurts My Head

I am setting realistic goals for myself. It's going to help.

blink 182's self titled disc has been my soundtrack today. This was always my favorite blink song.

Imagine all you could see if you just let yourself like me...

Things change a lot. Things I was happy about have changed, and things I needed to change might be doing just that. Am I happy with everything? Not quite yet. My current status with no job, giving plasma, girls, friends, music, living situations, my personal lack of skills, apathy, spirituality, location etc etc are all key factors in the way I've been feeling about life. And looking at my list of selfish gripes, most aren't even out of my control or are very likely to change soon. I can try to say that I have done things to change, but I have given up on that more or less than everything else in my life to date. It may sound like a rant (like whatever else I put on here), and my mind is all tangled from a miserable 3+ hour drive and lack of food and sleep in 48 hours, but what I need is friends. If you care to read this, you probably talk to me at least a couple times a week, just seek me out. Cheer me up. I don't appreciate anything enough.

I really am excited for the future...

Wake Me When Its Spring Time In Heaven...

When I get back in Ohio, I will be good at something....eventually....

Stop Selling to Yourself That You Want Control

I have pretty much been on a Name Taken kick for the last 2 years. This song is still a mystery to me, whether it is about faith or girls or whatever. Either way, I think it is very applicable to anyone.

Do you remember when you and I
Were less than us and we
Covered up what little was left of me
And became one in the same
The colors fading into nothing
The lines are blurring and escaping
I can't breathe alone
You know, you know
The better part of me is stolen
Whenever you go
We fell fast
Proved our fates wrong at last
With nothing left to show
We get up slow, Let it rest the more we know
It proves how long we'll last
The colors fading into nothing
The lines are blurring and escaping
I can't breathe alone
You know, you know
The better part of me is stolen
Whenever you go
Closer than before, Further than I've ever been from anyone
Closer than before, Further than I've ever been from anyone
Cover up, wrap your wrists in gauze
Fill your heart with causeIf it's real or not, no
Cover up, wrap your wrists in gauze
Fill your heart with causeIf it's real or not, no
The colors fading into nothing
The lines are blurring and escaping
I can't breathe alone
You know, you know
The better part of me is stolen
Whenever you go