My mood...

Iris- Goo Goo Dolls

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
And you bleed just to know you're alive


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


(break and solo)


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Crying

I'm this close to crying... and all I want to do is play Bach and to be in "heaven on earth."

It's not happening...

And I'm fighting it again.  I'm holding back these stupid tears.  Sometimes, I'm an idiot...

Does anyone read this?  If so, leave me a comment or something and let me know.  If not, this thing is rather pointless (especially since I keep a journal) and will probably go away.

My Favorite Things...

I just realized how much I'm craving puppy chow.  It's rather odd, I know.  However, it also amuses me.  I guess it's the combination of chocolate and peanut butter in something other than a Peanut Butter Cup.  Hmm.  Yum.

Once again, I ramble about something unimportant.  Well... I have to someplace... right?

Change

Everybody does it.
Sometimes, you don't see it coming.
Other times, it's inevitable.
More often than not, it causes pain.
Just the same, we embrace it.

Anyway, just some random thoughts swirling through my mind.

Blog-worthy? I think not.

So much to say... but none of it is blog-worthy. What is blog-worthy? Here's my take.

A lot of people call something "blog-worthy" when it merits discussion or it worth viewing by a large group of people. Thus, you find blogs about funny stories or by professionals (athletes, for example) that provide information into the minds of their writers. Cool, that's the whole point of blogs. The one thing that gets skipped over, though, is the idea that some things should not be typed in a blog. This is yet another denotation of "blog-worthy." Pouring one's heart and soul out into the great unknown of the internet is NOT the smartest decision... that nearly everyone makes at some point. Some things are better not published. It may be prehistoric, but pull out a journal and actually write! I promise, the process is very therapeutic.

Many of my thoughts aren't blog-worthy based on the second denotation I proposed. Details of one's thoughts are meant to be shared with people, not shown to them. Shown vs. share. Hmm... maybe that's another entry for me.

This whole discourse on the topic of blog-worthiness may be attributed to my need to say something, but being unable to. I guess I'll just have to pull out my "real" journal later. Ha. For now, I'll just leave you with these thoughts... and maybe, they'll lead to more thoughts. Hooray!