Do you hear that? The sound of the ocean waves as they cry out in pain when each one of their fingertips gropes against the barnacle covered rocks. If you carefully turn your gaze over your right shoulder, your eyes might settle on the think bodies of the weeds as they strongly pull themselves up through the spaces in the warm rocks. on the left side of you the story takes your eyes to the sky as you open your view o the kaleidoscope of pigments creating a painting in the sky. If you look behind you, there they are. All your memories and plans that have passed simply sparkle behind you. Yet ahead, that is where your eyes seem to focus. Things to come and new chances to take are out there. Your eyes drink it all in.
Go big or go home... A phrase we would love to throw around and claim as our own. However, the real question is whether or not we still feel that way when life changes. Do we still feel those heart throbbing moments that lit our fire, to try out hardest? Or do we still, have we still, will we still go big or go home?
Enjoy your youth... Do we forget about those years gone by to simply avoid confrontation within ourselves? Is there a continual unhappiness because of a mentality that youth comes only once? We need to break out of this shell, for youth is not lost! Each beginning that we allow for ourselves is something that starts with the freshness of youth. We must only wait for a new bulb we have planted, so that it can have its own chance to lengthen and grow.
Oh, how it takes you in its icy grasp and shakes you until you cannot think; a logical thought no bigger forms in your mind. You resolve to relax and free your constant fretting but you are still a prisoner of this fear. Its claws nab your skin and make your throat tighten. How can this be? only a short time ago you didn't know this horrid beast;now a friendship has more than begun. You just want to feel, not fret; see and not spook. You want your senses to lighten and your muscles to stop aching.
