Day 30: A Motto or Philosophy

Here's to the last day of November (:

Motto or Philosophy:

"You cannot live your life looking at yourself from someone else's point of view"-Penelope Cruz


“Do what you feel in your heart to be right - for you'll be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do, and damned if you don't.”- Eleanor Roosevelt

“You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” -Eleanor Roosevelt

I think their all true, and I'm working on believing in them. 

Day 29: Hopes, Dreams, And Plans You Have For The Next 365 Days

Hopes, Dreams, and Plans for the next year.

Well, guessing that the people who reads these blogs, if any, are people who actually have met me and know a little about me. Which I suppose even if they never have, probably know a bit about me now. I'd say that of the people who do know a little, know that I usually over-analyze my life and plans for the future to the point of it sounding ridiculous. I used to have my life established out by the years of my life and what goals I would have accomplished by those years. It was pretty idiotic. I still have plans for my life, and they still have a rough time range around them, but right now I feel like everything is on hold.

I want to get my EMT basics, and I've wanted to for the past two years. It continues to be on hold. I'm not sure if it is on hold because of me and my laziness, or if it's just not God's plan for me. I've attempted getting into the class at least three times, three different semesters and it just never pans out. This disappoints me because I'm lost if I don't know how to go about getting this. It's unclear to me the exact reason of why I even want this. It's nothing to do with my field of interest but yet I still feel a strong passion to go for this. I used to think I was suppose to get this to help out with a mission project that I'm passionate about. It has to do with Sex trafficking, called Phas 3 and the link is in the "Links of Interest" section on here. Anyways, I wanted to get that so that I could go on a mission and actually help, but that mission is in a month and therefore out of the picture.

I have hoped to have gotten a job since last January, and it's been a full blown year, and here I'm sitting on my couch occupying myself with a blog. Yeah, I am still in school, but I feel that that is also going no where. I don't put much effort into my studies and I feel absolutely no desire to go to class and sit through this junk that I feel is so irrelevant to life. I wanted/ still want a job in a nursing home, or just a job with meaning.

A job that gives me a meaning, or a reason to my life. A reason to wake up in the morning and actually go through with my day. A reason to not just waste my life away and lay in bed or just sit at starbucks. My life is beginning to feel excessively pointless.

I suppose over the next year, I want to establish a job, continue teaching the middle school d-groups, get my EMT basics, and put together an actual plan to go on a missions trip. To me, this seems like a logical plan that can happen if I go for it. I'm not sure if I'm still over reaching and just living my life in a dreamland. We'll find out.

Day 28: A Scar You Have And Its Story

I only have a few scars. I'll tell you the one that had the most pain.

I was in seventh grade, we were on a field trip as a school. Location: skating center.
I used to be a pretty good rollerblader, ya know, back in the day :P So one of my friends wanted me to do the little competition of a race with my other schoolmates. I don't really recall much else to do with the race after that, I don't know whether I slipped on a little pebble or if someone actually did trip me, because my friends told me all different sorts of scenarios of what they thought they saw. Anyways, I remember landing flat on my chin, I saw the looks of all my classmates standing around the rink. They all had looks of horror. I was pretty embarrassed so I started to just get up. One of the football coaches/ history teachers jumped over the ledge and was at my side in about negative five seconds, and they had my mom on the phone immediately. I put my hands up to my chin and was half way through the statement of, "It's okay, I'm fine..." when I looked down at both of my hands and saw the crimson color staining them. At that point I freaked out into a panic. In the attempt to stop the bloodflow they put butterfly band-aids on my wound. My mom was over at the center in moments and was freaking out when she saw all the paper towels with my blood upon them. We rushed to the hospital. My doctor put in the stitches. I don't remember how many there were, but the gash is about two centimeters. I imagine the reason why there was so much blood was because it was under my chin. It's a pretty vulnerable place in the center of all of that jaw bone.

We'll I gave up skating, rollerblading, and just about any other sport involving high speeds and wheels. I haven't done anything like that since the incident and honestly I don't plan on ever doing that again. Call me a panzy :P

Day 27: A Physical Feature You Love

I love eyes. Yeah, it's corny, and overplayed, but I still love the way eyes look. Everyone's eye is completely different than another person. This may be through color, shape, or the proportions of the pupil and the iris and all the other parts that are involved. When I think of an eye, I think of how it works. It's like a little machine that works in everyone's head. It takes in what it sees and flips it around so that it's right side up. There's two of them so they work in unison. That's pretty intense. The whole fact that we have two of them gives us the ability to establish proximity and a reference of distance between us and others. If we didn't have that we wouldn't be able to run, drive, or pass a ball with out getting hurt or looking like a complete loser.

I also then wonder what the world must look like in the view of someone else. Anyone else. Sit on the floor for a minute and take in what you see. Take in the height of everything around you and the fact that you have to tilt your head upward in order to see everything. That's the view of a child. Now stand on a step ladder and take in what you see. That's the height of the average person, compared to me : P If you kneel down on your knees that should be around my height ha.

Imagine what the world seems like to the people who have impaired vision or for those who are completely blind. I can't fathom what that would be like. My greatest fear has always been to lose my vision. Every time I go to the eye doctor and my prescription is higher, I ask them if it'll eventually just continue deteriorating. They always say it'll stop disintegrating once I reach a certain age. I hope their right. I know it could be worse, and I'm not saying I'm not grateful for what I have, because I am.

Day 26: A Childhood Memory

A childhood memory.

My thoughts shift back through times immensity.
I’m back in Etoile, Texas. Five years old.
The house is off the road and into thick trees in every sight.
Thomas is eight, Tristin is eleven.

Moved here for Daddy’s job. Another move, will we stay?
School’s a blur, I don’t like it here. The other students are strange, I miss my old best friend. The teacher here doesn’t really like me. I guess transferring in during the middle of the year tends to have that effect on everyone.
My room is filled with toys everywhere. Disney dolls, and action figures, Lego's, and play doh. Winne the Pooh covers the walls. The three of us play basketball, or I watch the boys rather. We go on excursions in the massive backyard. Daddy’s mostly at the furniture store in the next town over. Months go by. Time stands still.
Flash forward.

Moving van, packed up yet again.
Another house, another town. Will we stay?
The drive is long. About eight hours.
The hills have disappeared a while back, all the trees have now vanished and we’re in what seems like a flat desert land. We arrived at destination desertion after dark, and dead tired. No time for exploring the new house, no time for debating who gets what room. Time to lay a mattress down in the back room and camp out as a family. The next day’s a disappointment. The house isn’t exactly as great as the previous one’s we’ve had. It needs a remodel. Badly.

Unpacking, moving boxes are everywhere. Stacked up high in the carport. Momma and daddy tell the boys to start moving them inside. I grab my little bicycle and start to ride it around up and down the drive way. Momma tells Tristin to watch me. While trying to show off my mad cycling skills I managed to run into those boxes, slid across the pavement, and skinned my forehead. Tristin panics and picks me up, tells me not to cry and carries me off to the back room. He tells me not to tell momma, and not to fall asleep, because I might have a concussion. Although I didn’t know what that word meant, I knew it sounded scary. For the next few weeks it took to heal, my bangs managed to cover it up nicely.

That’s all I remember from that, momma didn’t find out that that actually ever even happened until a few years back. Thirteen years later, and we’re still living in that house. After moving all around Texas for the first five years of my life, we finally settled in an area where it would be the hardest for us to fit in.

Sometimes I wish we didn’t move this far away from everything.
We traveled to Tyler, Texas at least once a year, up until recently. I wonder about how much I missed out on from moving. How my life could have been, should have been. I miss the family, all the cousins, aunts, uncles. Growing up without grandparents has always left me with wondering how that could have been. I’m curious to know what conversations and lessons I’ll never have. I absolutely love older people. I love hearing about there lives and what crazy shananagans they did back in their day. They are so wise about everything, and have some of the funniest jokes. I bet my Grandma had a thousand stories she would have told me.

Anyways, there’s my childhood memory. Sorry if it wasn’t that great. (:

Day 25: A Recipe

Ingredients

• 1 lb box of mochikoshopping list
• 2 1/2 c of sugar
• 1 tsp baking powder
• 2 c water
• 1 can coconut milk (12 oz)
• 1 tsp vanilla

How to make it

• Mix dry ingredients, and slowly mix in the wet ingredients. I really recommend using a mixer.
• Once everything is mixed, pour it into a 9x13 greased pan.
• Cover with aluminum foil
• Bake for an hour at 350.
• Wait. This is the hard part. You need to wait at least an hour before cutting.
• Cover the pieces in corn or potato starch.
• The pieces stay fresh for a while.
• I do not recommend substituting mineral water, when I try that the finished product "sinks" and isn't as solid.

This is mochi. It's an extremely easy recipe to make and it's one of my favorite little sweet treats from my mom's side. 

Day 24: A Movie No One Would Expect You To Love

Well, I'm not really a movie person, but I can think of about three that I don't think people would expect me to love.

1.) Flicka
          I'm not entirely sure why I even like this movie. The main actress' hair annoys me through just about the whole move. It's not like an amazing movie or something that I was dying to see. It does however make me think alot about family and how theirs was close even though they went through so much. The girl messed up in just about every way imaginable and yet her parents still came around. The relationship of her and her brother impress me. Any movie with Tim McGraw has to be a winner right?

2.) The Other Boleyn Girl
          I love this movie, again not sure exactly why because they did a botched up job on history and messed up just about all the facts. It didn't meet the criteria of the book, which is by far one of the best I've read.  I think it's just because it's a movie about my favorite historical event and has Natalie Portman in it.

3.) Surf's up
          No explanation required. Go watch it. I don't care how old you are or how you may not like cartoons. This movie is amazing.

Day 23: A Way In Which You Want To Be Remembered

How do I want to be remembered?

• Compassionate
• Selfless
• Trusting
• Honest
• Generous
• Intellectual
• Creative
• Spiritual
• Down to Earth

These are just some of the qualities I'd want to be remembered by. I know I have a long way to go in becoming anywhere near any of those characteristics. I'm just about the opposite of all of them. It's going to be a tough road to follow but I hope one day someone will be able to look back and remember me by at least one of those.  

I'd love to be remembered for a work that I've done during my life. Whether it be a book, poetry, or a drawing, I'd want to make at least one statement while I'm here on Earth. I can't decide if this cancels out some of the previous qualities I listed. Does this make me selfish? How about prideful? Would I then be "down to earth" if I had something of that potential?

Hypocritical? Maybe. What we hate, we make. 

Day 22: A Website

Chad's Blog: Come Too Far

You should check it out.
Briefly: It's an amazing story of faith and the ultimate generosity between two brothers.
           One of the two brothers sacrifices 2/3rds of his liver to his older brother, who would have died without it.
The result of this act of extreme kindness, cost the younger brother his life, after complications of the surgery.
Now the older brother Chad has to live through the loss of Ryan, and fight the every day battle. After a depression, Chad decided to live his life for Ryan, he's quoted saying "this is not my story, this is Ryan's story".
Chad was and is involved with Compassion International, which is an organization that helps poor children around the world.

You can read the story of Chad and Ryan Arnold here. 

Day 21: Something You Know You Do Differently Than Most People

Something I know I do differently than most people. Well, I suppose my obsessive analytical thinking would be different than the average person. I highly doubt that the average person will obsess over every little detail of their day and how others perceive them. My thoughts can never be hypothetical or dreamy because then that wouldn't fit my realistic outtake on life. In most cases this makes me the "Debbie Downer" in a group. This bothers me at times, and I get upset with myself because I can't be positive about certain things. I dislike the way that I'll prepare for the negative in cases, for example, if I'm being interviewed for a job, my thoughts already pertain to being disqualified for any position. I'm shocked when things seem to be going in the right direction because it catches me off guard and I'm not prepared for it.

Anyways, I'm sure I do many things different than the average person, but this is what seems to stick out to me.

Day 20: A Hobby Of Yours

Hobbies:
         Sleeping
         Music
         Writing
         Drawing
         Reading
         Tv watching
         Phone usage
         Hanging out with Re re's
         and Applying for Jobs that I never seem to get! :)

I think that completes my life fairly clearly.  In a perfect world I'd get to do all the other activities and more through hobby number one.

Day 19: A Talent Of Yours

Talent? Talent? I wouldn't say that I'm very talented at much of anything. Writing tends to come easy to me, but I'm not sure if that's necessarily a talent because I don't believe I'm very good at it. I enjoy art and expressing myself in different ways, but again, my art pieces are never a Michaelangelo, or a Donatello.

I have a talent of drinking obsessive amounts of coffee and listening to music that hardly anyone appreciates. (:
Also an amazing talent at annoying people, especially when I'm hyper, mostly my Momma. I take pride in that.

Day 18: A Time When You Felt Passionate And Alive

Well, my memory is totally sucking right now. I can't really come up with any time besides one. I'm not sure if it's even a good memory. I guess I'll just put it anyways.

Soooooo, times with a certain someone would always make me happy. When we were just beginning to get to know each other and I would be spending time with him, I always felt, I guess, "Passionate and Alive" because I never knew what was going to happen or what was going to be said. He always knew what to say, guess it was a learned trait for him.

Day 17: An Art Piece

Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh

I love this painting. It has a lot of meaning within it, no matter what your prospective maybe. It's overused and seen everywhere, but nevertheless it's still one of my favorite art pieces out there. (: 

On a side note, I like Vincent Van Gogh. He was known for being a mental case, and rumored to be on absinthe while painting. I think his life was interesting, and he had an odd view of what was appropriate gifting. (If you don't get it, you should look it up, it's worth it.)

Day 16: A Song That Makes You Cry

Song that makes me cry? Well, I'm a big baby when it comes to emotional songs, or just songs that remind me of stuff. I'ma lyrics person, so the words in songs tend to carry a heavy meaning, and I tend to find commonalities between the song and my own life. Or the song is just a touchy topic that upsets me, such as, child abuse, sex trafficking, or losing someone.

Concrete Angel by Martina McBride
Stay by Sugarland
You Were Mine by Dixie Chicks
Dear John by Taylor Swift
Oceans by Mae
... ect.

Day 15: A Person You Admire

A person I admire. I admire several people, because they have characteristics or qualities that are admirable. I admire most of my friends for these reasons. In order to keep them from getting big heads I shall call them, Friend 1, Friend 2, and Friend 3.

Friend 1, has the admirable quality of understanding and empathy. She's genuine and real, and people can tell that she's got a tender heart and truly believes in what she is telling you.

Friend 2, is a handful (: She's an energetic ball that bounces from moment to moment. Every thought seems to be a positive one even when times seem like they should surely suck.

Friend 3, is wise. (most days) She's full of informative knowledge that can help in the given situation and always seems to know just what to say to make things a little better, with some evidence to back most of it up.

Each one of them has there traits that I admire and I'm glad they stick around.

Day 14: A Vacation You Would Like To Take

A vacation I would like to take is a series of places. I have been dreaming about the day I can visit Ireland for years. It's so beautiful there, the scenery is amazing, and that's where my ancestors originated. It would be a dream to actually go there in person and see everything.
Another place that I've been eager to see is the deserts of Egypt. To go inside an ancient tomb would be pretty awesome and I hope that one day I'll be able to say I've been in one.
Although these are two places that I've been dreaming of seeing, more than anything, I'd just want to visit Hawaii. Not because I love the island or because I wanna be a tourist, but because I wanna see my brother.
I haven't seen him in seven years.

Day 13: A Guilty Pleasure

A guilty pleasure? Well, one guilty pleasure of mine is debating. I love debate, and arguing my point across even when it doesn't matter. It can be something as simple as whether Chick-fil-a beats McDonalds or something as boring as politics. I just like manipulating the minds of people and making them think in a different way. It's an interesting thing to do. Try it sometime. You learn a bit more about people. (:

Day 12: A Song You Want Played At Your Wedding

Hmmmph, I've been dreading to answer this one. I suck when it comes to all this wedding planning stuff and I'm sure no matter what I pick it's going to sound lame. One song that I really love is My Wish by Rascal Flatts. I'm not sure how it fits the wedding song theme. It is a song that I'd think of for someone that I would love. It has a lot of meaning and is a sweet song.

My Wish lyrics
Songwriters: Steele, Jeffrey; Robson, Steve;
I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow
And each road leads you where you want to go
And if you're faced with the choice and you have to choose
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you

And if one door opens to another door closed
I hope you keep on walkin' ?til you find the window
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile
But more than anything, more than anything

My wish for you
Is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold

And while you're out there gettin' where you're gettin' to
I hope you know somebody loves you
And wants the same things too
Yeah, this is my wish

I hope you never look back but you never forget
All the ones who love you and the place you left
I hope you always forgive and you never regret
And you help somebody every chance you get

Oh, you'd find God's grace in every mistake
And always give more than you take
But more than anything, yeah more than anything

My wish for you
Is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold

And while you're out there gettin' where you're gettin' to
I hope you know somebody loves you
And wants the same things too
Yeah, this is my wish, yeah yeah

My wish for you
Is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold

And while you're out there gettin' where you're gettin' to
I hope you know somebody loves you
And wants the same things too
Yeah, this is my wish
(My wish for you)

This is my wish
(My wish for you)
I hope you know somebody loves you
(My wish for you)
May all your dreams stay big
(My wish for you)

Day 11: A Photo Of You Taken Recently

So, a photo of me taken recently. I figured this one is okay, it's pretty extremely recent. I'm the one in the middle, that doesn't look like a retard :)
It's okay, (she has issues).

Day 10: A Photo Of You Taken Over Ten Years Ago

I don't remember where this picture is taken, or why it was taken, but it's always been one of my favorites. 

This is me after a basketball awards ceremony, with my older brother Thomas. I think I'm probably around eight or nine. 

Day 9: A Photo You Took

This is Sara. 

She's a goat :) 

Day 8: A Thank You Letter To Someone Who Has Changed Your Life

So, I'm suppose to write a thank you letter, and ironically I have one on my computer that I haven't gotten around to sending in the mail. She's an important friend, and she did change my life. Here it is.

Hey Cocoberry (:

Well I can’t sleep and I thought I’d write you a lil sum’n sum’n. I MISS YOU!! You crazy woman. Get your butt back down here already. That’s a direct order. So I’m going to list all the things that I miss about you / doing with you.

Okay, 1.) I miss thinking how dumb you are after you say something really weird (that’s often btw)
  2.) I miss all the times you’d pop up at my house.
3.) I miss fighting with you on your couch and you mom asking us how old we are.
4.) I miss all the sleepovers at your house for like … how many months? Haha
5.) I miss the memories of us and JC and the time we all got in trouble about that.
6.) I miss the midnight conversations about random things.
7.) I miss hanging out with you for like a whole day for no reason.
8.) I miss the sleepovers at other people’s houses.
9.) I miss the time we hugged each other hysterically because of a cockroach.
10.) I miss all the holidays we shared with Juju.

So yeah,
In other words. I miss youuuuuuuuu! I just want you to know that I DO appreciate your friendship, even though at times I might have acted as if I didn’t. I’m sorry about this summer and I wish I could change a lot. I know I could try to justify it as, “I was going through a lot” but I won’t dismiss the fact that I said things I didn’t mean. I value your friendship and I hope that we will be friends for along time to come. I trust you with a lot in my life, and you know that that doesn’t happen with me very often.

Bianca, I know you are going to have an impact on many people with in your lifespan and I pray that every one you meet sees the way God’s spirit beams through you. You have a gift of excitement and an easy smile that is seen by many. You may not be blessed with the right words to say in every given situation but the people that you are listening to know that you are doing just that. You listen like a true friend and are consistent enough to show God’s love. You are a very unique and special girl who has be given many qualities that can be used in the world to show God’s beauty and I know that you will be used in every way imaginable to do just that.

I thank you for your friendship, and all the times you’ve helped me out by just being there. I’ve known you for going on six years. Given I haven’t “known” you for that long, I have known of you and have seen you change. I’m thankful for you introducing me to this church. I don’t really know why I started going, besides the fact that you told me about it, but I do know that this is where I am suppose to be. If it had not been for you telling me about the church, I would have been that much more lost after coming back from Tyler. I can’t describe to you the pain that was felt after that experience, but I know that I was taken out of that deep depression and placed within the lives of all the people I now care about because of you.
God’s pretty crazy when you think about it like that. It’s pretty amazing how He works when you aren’t aware of it.

I’m glad we are friends (: I love the cd. Btw, I’m currently listening to it as I type this to you. I love every song and they all mean so much. I hope you’re doing good in school up there and know that where ever you end up in life God will guide you to the right path.


I love you,
Tiffany K. Allen

Day 7: Five Things You Couldn’t Possibly Live Without

1.) God
2.) Friends
3.) Family
4.) Music
5.) Hair Straightener

God, because I wouldn’t be alive if He didn’t want me to be. Friends because I rely on them everyday. Family, because they birthed me and brought me up the way I am. Music because it’s a refuge to the junk that goes on everyday. Lastly, a hair straightener  because if you know me AT ALL you know that I can’t leave the house without straightening it.

Day 6: A Moment You Wish You Could Relive

Hmm, this one is a toughy. I’m not really sure what moment I’d go back to. There’s many occasions that I wish I could go back to, but I’m not for certain on exactly which one I’d return to. I’d love to go back in time to when Tristin was still around, go back to when my grandpa was still alive and try to build a better relationship there, get to know Deb before she passed. I’d love to correct all the stupid mistakes and dumb things I’ve said, those stupid fights with parents that don’t even make sense. However, those are all things that I’d like to change. I guess a moment that I’d like to relive would be when me, Thomas, and Tristin were little and would ride bikes up and down our street. We’d race to see how fast we could get up to. I always fell behind the boys. Did everything to fit in with them. I’d like to relive the sleepovers in Tristin’s room, the times he told me to shut up because he was praying (: Going to their football and baseball games. I’d like to relive the horseback riding in Hawaii when I was thirteen. The scenery was amazing. There’s too many times to return to, to list them all.

Day 5: A Favorite Quote

Quotes. I love quotes. Here’s a few.


All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible.
T.E. Lawrence 


“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”
Ashley Smith


"Missions is not the ultimate goal of the church. Worship is. Missions exists because worship doesn't." 
— John Piper


“Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance;  perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.”
Romans 5:3-5


“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own”
Matthew 6:34

Day 4: A Favorite Television Program

I don’t really watch much tv, and when I do it’s skimming through channels. I do happen to love the tv series Bones. It’s about a forensic anthropologist who solves cold cases in a lab and tests her limits by also going out to the crime scenes. Usually you wouldn’t find a forensic anthropologist treading around the city with a cop buddy solving crime on the streets. I aspire to be a forensic anthropologist and think that it’s a fantastic field to go into being that you’re actually solving crimes that have happened who knows how long ago. Solving things based on the fundamentals of human life remains, such as human bones, is just astonishing to me.

Day 3: A Favorite Book

Now this is tricky, I love books. My favorite author is Phillipa Gregory. I’ll pretty much love any of her works just for the simple fact that she bases most of her work off of actual historical events and she’s pretty good and making sure that it does in fact line up with historical markers. She’s a very intelligent woman, and she researches her material thoroughly before writing. Her Wideacre Trilogy, and her works written on the Tudor era are all great novels.

Besides Gregory’s work, I’ll pretty much read anything relating to history or inspirational novels. Stuff that makes you think is always on my top list.

Day 2: A Favorite Movie

Ahhh,  a favorite movie. I think I’m going to have to go with the Princess Diaries, just because it is probably one of the few movies I can watch over and over and not get tired of it. I’m not really that much of a movie person but if I am watching one, it’s probably a comedy, or a chick flick. Pretty lame huh?

Day 1: A Favorite Song

Favorite song, this is always a challenge because I'm a lyrics person, and the songs I get attached to always have meanings that stand out to me. The song that means the most to me right now is called, The Ocean by Mae


. The lyrics always catch me with the phrase,

"Oh, the night becomes the space 
That's somewhere in between
What I feel and what I'm told
Sitting on the shoreline 
Trying to figure it out. figure it out...
To find out the meaning 
And reach it somehow."

Because this is often how I feel about life, and all it's misunderstandings, and what I'm suppose to do with it. Give a listen.