Thursday, August 31, 2006

No Other Way

I can't tell you how tired I am. Jane Eyre went wonderfully well, the Fringe was fantastic, we LOVE Sweet Mama Tater, even though we didn't get to say goodbye, I open at work everyday and I'm exhausted - I'm drained from these past two weeks, both emotionally and physically. I wish that I had something to fall back on. I'm starting to miss school and I'm scared for when the new program starts and I am stuck working, not playing. It may seem like a small problem, but go through our program and then you tell me if it feels next to impossible to imagine not going back to the most fun a person could possibly have. It's not school...it never was. Don't take it for granted. I wish I could go back. I wish I could do it all again with my class. I wish I could be part of everything again. I wish....a lot of things...

Because I'm at work all of the time, I've found a quote on one of our cups that I just love....The Way I See It #123 - "There's something so amazing about music; it can transform the dullest of environments into beautiful places. Put it on, hear it out, look around, revel in the moment. Here lie the beauty and clarity that get you through your day" - Tristan Prettyman, musician.
Using a song to express an entire blog can be monotonous, boring and lame to the reader. Please don't just assume the same for this song. Read it. I haven't blogged in a while. Trust me. This song is the my new themesong. Jack Johnson's "No Other Way".


When your mind is a mess, so is mine,
I can't sleep cause it hurts when I think,
My thoughts aren't at peace with the plans that we make, chances we take,
They're not yours and not mine,
There's waves that can break,
All the words that we say and the words that we mean,
Words can fall short - can't see the unseen,
Cause the world is awake,
For somebody's sake now, please close your eyes woman, please get some sleep

And I know that if I knew all of the answers I would not hold them from you'd know all of the things that I'd know,
We told each other there is no other way.

Well too much silence can be misleading,
You're drifting I can hear it in the way that you're breathing,
We don't really need to find reason, cause out the same door that it came, well, it's leaving, it's leaving,

Leaving like a day that's done and part of a season,
Resolve is just a concept that's as dead as the leaves,
But at least we can sleep, it's all that we need,
When we wake we will find our minds will be free to go to sleep.

And I know that if I knew all of the answers I would not hold them from you'd know all of the things that I'd know,
We told each other there is no other way.






I wish I was that poetic.
Thanks, Jack.
Just in case you were curious.










Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Maybe

What a word...."maybe". I hate that word. I hate giving it as an answer. I hate receiving it as an answer. The only time I like it is when it's sarcastic and leading up to an answer that WILL be "yes". I think that Jack Johnson put it best when he sang "it seems to me that 'maybe' pretty much always means 'no'". It does seem that way, now doesn't it, Jack Johnson? That's what I mean by only liking the word when the outcome is sure to be yes...like when it's said in a sarcastically cute way with the rolling of the eyes and the answer sounding more like "Maayybeeeeee...".
I am a very happy girl. Over the past couple of days, things have been randomly rocky - nothing huge (like the hole that Clayton fell in on Saturday night...) but just little glitches. Do you know what I've learned from it? Something that I already knew - trust, belief and faith are all that you can have in a person. There are things in life to where the answer is "maybe", but in my mind, I always treat it as a "yes". I trust people. I trust my friends. I trust those who love me and in return, I ask them to trust me. They do. They trust me enough to tell me the truth, no matter how hard it is, and that is all that I ever ask of anyone. It's all we can ask, I think. With trust comes love, security, comfort, knowing that you can make an ass out of yourself and it won't matter, pride and a true sense of self. I think that we get a "true sense of self" from trusting another person because we are able to be ourselves around that person and are able to safely find out who we are. This works on many different levels, and I am referring to a few different subjects all at once....but the truth of the matter is....it all comes down to trust.


Maybe far away,
or maybe real near by....
A month ago, the answer would have been "far away".
But now it's not.
Now it's 5 days.
Just in case you were curious.