God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
So here i am. Junior year of college and sometimes it seems the only thing left to hold on to in this world that spins madly on is the time. How do you hold onto time? How do you grasp a moment you want back so badly? I haven’t been on here in a while and who would have guessed my own writings would be my inspiration for my return. After looking back at my earliest posts i started missing that curious girl. That girl that wrote everything she saw, felt and even dreamed. Then again what i missed the most was the girl that had the time. In this ever consuming life i wasn’t told growing up meant less time. Nobody informed me of how my priorties would change so quickly..but it doesnt even matter. The time has come before i even had a chance to check it. This life we live keeps on livin with or without us; the big decision is: How can you be alive against the time? I dont mean just living and being alive but being so alive its a passion. How can you get up in the morning and thrive on the sheer fact the sunshine is the only thing getting you through the day. While this is just another life lesson that nobody really understands until they expeience it; its also a rather tough one. But really, i find passion in so many things but sometimes i feel like its not enough. So today is the day i begin my quest; to re-discover all those little things freshman me surrounded myself in. To search for a passion in everything. I want to live every day to the fullest and not just say it but mean it so much it hurts.In the end; we are the owners of our happiness and time, time is on our side..so evolve into the person you yearn to be, even if it means re- discovering the things that used to make you tick. Start up that clock and get on with the times.
“She said you’re a ramblin man, You aint ever gonna change
You’ve got a gypsy soul to blame, and you were born for leavin”
-Zac Brown Band
