"Smiles and cries."
The weather is cold: a low 30 or so, the streets are rough during the day though calm at night, everyone I pass seems purpose driven. It's an enjoyable experience, a refreshing one, something new needed for me, I'm in Baltimore, MD. Scenery is amazing, the city is vast, and the beer is good. These simply mobile trips take vacation to a different level; something so refreshing, and renewing, something almost spiritual, a finding of oneself with someone special to share it with.
We had stayed at the Scarborough Fair Bed & Breakfast; right around the heart of the Federal Hill area. Beautiful room, view of the neighborhood, and perfect walking distance right into the city. I remember walking around thinking how I could imagine myself actually moving here, shopping at the local shops, being a regular at these classic bars, and being a part of the city. We decided to play tourist for a little bit; explored the Enoch Pratt library, the Basilica of the National Shrine, Edgar Allen Poe's burial place, amongst other inspiring sites.
It's honestly been a week since our trip, a week since I've started writing this, sadly writers block has taken it's toll on me or maybe I'm still in a vacation mindset or such. Sorry for wasting your time with such a horrible post, perhaps I'm losing my touch.
"Writers block is a bitch, by the way I didn't proofread one bit." - Ryan D.
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20150118
your humor fails to reach me, cute..
"I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion." - Alexander the Great
Pivotal moments through people that count, that turning point where a simple touch in a moment controls a lifetime of decisions, you become something more than you really are, these moments are so simple, yet completely change your life. A ripple effect that transitions so many life altering decisions to which you one day wake up and are profound by it's motives.
One day you wake up and you realize that your enemies perhaps had done you a favor. Without them you would have been a completely different person, without tragedy there would have been no quantity to your life, there would have been no quality to it all. You sit there in your lonesome home as the wind shatters against the shutters of your house, the sound constantly reminding you that there is no taste, or flavor to your life. Would it have been better to be breath plain air, or something of nostalgia.
I have so many of you to thank for this; so many of you to thank for your hate and discontent, your ignorance as it were. I just wanted you to know that I don't care anymore and as a matter of fact I never cared to begin with. As the season slowly shows it's true colors of a blistering cold, I come to realize that you are no better than me, and I am a better man because of you all. The facts of your lies are just as insignificant as your own lives.
"So I drink; though I drink to what matters. So I fight; though I fight for what's in my heart and not for the thrill. So I love; though I love something real and not something upon false pretense. Goodbye old friend; may your heart never have to shatter as mine did." - Ryan D.
Pivotal moments through people that count, that turning point where a simple touch in a moment controls a lifetime of decisions, you become something more than you really are, these moments are so simple, yet completely change your life. A ripple effect that transitions so many life altering decisions to which you one day wake up and are profound by it's motives.
One day you wake up and you realize that your enemies perhaps had done you a favor. Without them you would have been a completely different person, without tragedy there would have been no quantity to your life, there would have been no quality to it all. You sit there in your lonesome home as the wind shatters against the shutters of your house, the sound constantly reminding you that there is no taste, or flavor to your life. Would it have been better to be breath plain air, or something of nostalgia.
I have so many of you to thank for this; so many of you to thank for your hate and discontent, your ignorance as it were. I just wanted you to know that I don't care anymore and as a matter of fact I never cared to begin with. As the season slowly shows it's true colors of a blistering cold, I come to realize that you are no better than me, and I am a better man because of you all. The facts of your lies are just as insignificant as your own lives.
"So I drink; though I drink to what matters. So I fight; though I fight for what's in my heart and not for the thrill. So I love; though I love something real and not something upon false pretense. Goodbye old friend; may your heart never have to shatter as mine did." - Ryan D.
20150108
late but still made it..
"It's never too late to be what you might have been." - George Eliot
I'm not usually this emotional but it's been a hard year this one, not something for the faint of heart. Tears wept, friends lost, hate spread out. Though moving forward with a new year, moving forward into something new, something better, a breath of fresh air from the norm. Consistency is what I'm searching or rather hoping for. Sometimes I feel as though I struggle to take two steps forward yet I'm brought ten steps back. Though goals have been set and challenges are ahead, I take this time to contemplate on what should arise and what things should be considered.
I'm only as human as I try, I am only as good of a writer as I choose to be. I'm sitting here and just wondering what awaits, contemplating the vastness of creativity in my own mind, what life lessons are to come and how will I accept them. To whom or what my heart and soul should be open to, where I may place my own trust in.
"Eight days into the New Year and I must apologize for being so late. Happy New Year." - Ryan D.
I'm not usually this emotional but it's been a hard year this one, not something for the faint of heart. Tears wept, friends lost, hate spread out. Though moving forward with a new year, moving forward into something new, something better, a breath of fresh air from the norm. Consistency is what I'm searching or rather hoping for. Sometimes I feel as though I struggle to take two steps forward yet I'm brought ten steps back. Though goals have been set and challenges are ahead, I take this time to contemplate on what should arise and what things should be considered.
I'm only as human as I try, I am only as good of a writer as I choose to be. I'm sitting here and just wondering what awaits, contemplating the vastness of creativity in my own mind, what life lessons are to come and how will I accept them. To whom or what my heart and soul should be open to, where I may place my own trust in.
"Eight days into the New Year and I must apologize for being so late. Happy New Year." - Ryan D.
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