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I am all things

  • Jun 30, 2016
  • 2 min read

Thank you to everyone who read all three preludes i love you!!

Ever since last post, things have gone crazy.

Here's a thought rant.

I never knew that this whole process of Colorado could get even more stressful. Life is going at 100 miles an hour again, theres tension in my household, and just so much to do in such a short time.

Last night I had a long / emotional conversation with my mom and she finally admitted to me that she thinks I'm going "off track". (It's mainly because I smoke weed a lot but we won't go there right now). She tried to convince me to stay at home for a year before going to CU.

"You've changed."

Yeah, she pulled the most heart-wrenching card.

All of this is extremely discouraging.

My mom is my best friend. I tell her literally EVERYTHING and trust her with everything I have. I feel like she doesn't have faith in me. I can also tell she doesn't want me to leave her, but I don't blame her for that one.

The past six months, I've been so so so happy. Yes I have changed, but why is that a bad thing? I love who I am. I have confidence in who I am.

Yet I am not just one thing. I am all things and all things are in me.

Matter is neither created nor destroyed.

I have faith in myself and I have faith in this process.

I want to make something of myself.

I understand that my friends and family want me to be successful.

But all I need are people that I love.

It doesn't take much to please me. I want to live simply. I live off love.

This doesn't mean I'm settling.

I just want to do what makes me happy.

I just want to do what I love.

Three favorite songs today:

Love Ain't Enough // Barr Brothers

Search and Destroy // Sander Bohlke

Gold // Wake Owl

Maybe some of you can relate to that shit up there.

Do what makes you happy

Do what you love.

Thanks for listening to my stupid stress rant.

Pce n luv n dogz

Alex

The sky was pretty tonight by the way


 
 
 

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