Every once in a while...

So for my girls out there that feel weak sometimes...here's a little article for you that I keep listed in my bookmarks. We all have our bad days, some worse than others. This is for you when you're feeling down. You're not the only one. Crying does not make you weak. It shows you are strong and comfortable enough with yourself to not hide how you truly feel. 

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Opia: The Intensity of Looking Someone In The Eye

11/5

9:03 PM

Have you ever been in love? What does it even feel like? I wouldn’t know because I’ve never been. I could only imagine though. Your stomach tightens when you’re around them, you feel sick unless you’re with them, and you’re constantly wondering if you’re on their mind. I only hope that one day I find a love like that. Waking up on a Sunday morning and rolling over in bed to find that one person who makes you smiler wider than anyone. White sheets and cold feet. Coffee in the air. People in love are lucky because those of us who don't have the connection with someone will always wonder if and when we'll get it. Some people, not including myself, feel as if they are not whole without another to share their life with. Sad, right? It's true. Many people are so insecure with themselves that they feel the need to constantly be with someone who makes them forget all about themselves. I hope that when I meet someone who I want to spend the rest of my life with, they make me want to be myself. If you cannot be yourself around the one you love, then do you really love them? You should want to tell this person everything and anything. I know that when this person comes into my life, I'm going to tell them the stupidest and most unimportant details to my day. For example, he says "how was your day?" I'd say "well for breakfast I had (insert sugary breakfast cereal here) and then I drove to work and OMG this song came on the radio and I sang it until my lungs burned and then this..." and I could go on. And even though that may sound annoying or completely boring to you, he better find every single word I said interesting or he doesn't love me. Not because he needs to be so interested in my boring, daily routine but because he loves watching me talk and get lost in my words. That's the kind of relationship I want. I don't know about you...

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Sonder: The Realization That Everyone Has A Story

9/12

2:56 PM

Sometimes I sit and wonder about what I have ahead of me. What career, friends, lovers and travels I will have. Right now, I am a college student in the greatest city in the world. I have my entire life to look forward to. My professors are intelligent and wise and insanely helpful. I want to experience their knowledge first hand. Thankfully, my classes are small and my professors are nice. I believe I made the right decision by attending this college. I feel at home. I feel happy. Letting go of all my negative thoughts is something I learned in my new religion class. I need to stop sweating the small stuff, sometimes even the bigger stuff. I want to kiss a boy who makes my body tingle in the rain, eat an entire pint of Ben & Jerry’s for breakfast and swim naked in the ocean. I want to feel the wind in my hair as I stick my head out of a car window. I want to feel alive and like I have a place in this world.

In my new religion class, we learned about Buddhism. Buddhism is all about non-self. I enjoy the concept of Buddhism. Although, I cannot commit to one religion, Buddhism seems to be something I would practice if I didn’t have commitment issues. The practicing of Buddha is to lead a moral life, to be mindful of and aware of thoughts and actions, and to develop wisdom and understanding. These are the three most important ideas in my life as well. I’d like to say my goal is to accomplish all three before graduating college but to be realistic, that will never happen. I will try practice these things for the rest of my life. 

I truly feel bad for people who cannot experience love. Individuals who cannot open their heart to another. Feeling love is something I feel every day. I smile every day because I fall in love over and over again with the world. I fall in love with feelings. Seeing a person smile. Genuinely smile. Being outside on a beautiful day. Someone laughing. Road trips…good coffee…good music, live music. New pajamas and poems. The other day, I saw two people meeting on the subway for the first and I fell in love with them. A man and a woman who both attended NYU, neither of them knowing the other did as well. The man saw a textbook in the girls lap and struck up a conversation. Naturally, I eavesdropped and heard everything they said. They talked about a class that they both were taking. It just made me think about how big the world is. Meeting people and not realizing how much you have in common. My English professor actually just told my class how she met her husband on the subway. Isn’t that crazy? Just meeting some stranger and automatically knowing that you want them in your life. 

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