Weak.

Someone very important told this to me once. It was around three o'clock in the morning and neither of us could fall asleep. I've never forgotten it. Its given me reason to the pathetic nights that my body wouldn't let me rest. Don't worry, I'm not sleeping cause I'm strong. I don't need sleep. Sleep is for the weak.

Currently, however, I'm rethinking everything. I barely slept a wink last night, and today work was unpredictable causing me to come home completely exhausted. Trying to sleep for the passed couple hours has proven difficult. I feel more weak physically, and unbelievably emotionally wiped out than I have in a while. I've had many nights just laying awake staring at my plastic glowy star filled ceiling in my past, and none of them have proven me to be strong. I wake up in the morning zombiefied and even more exhausted than the night before. So with my current status of tired jelly limbs and swollen sleepy eyes, I have only one question:

If sleep is for the weak, then why can't I sleep?

Captain.

Choice.

And once you lose yourself, you have two choices:

Find the person you used to be...

 
Or lose yourself completely.

The Great Escape.

"Beautiful, peaceful, insightful, compelling no matter what you thinking of the video ending there is a kindness to both the music and video. "The Great Escape” touches our existence. It begs the question what's important and what is not. It mirrors so many lives that are spent this way and a kindness that can evolve. It is a real open eyed interpretation, I like it."

The WholeWideWorld is Mine.

I will travel the world!

      Denmark                                                                           Greece

      Italy                                                                                Oregon

      Australia                                                                             Brazil

      Egypt                                                                             Scotland

      New York                                                                             India

      Netherlands                                                                      Jamaica

      Ireland                                                                                                                           Morrocco

And anywhere else 

this life takes me is good also.

YerSmarrt.

School.School.School.School.School.School.

Dear school,

You make me smarter. 

And I learn a lot of good stuff.

Also, I think I'm getting a brain tumor, going blind,

and possibly a bleeding ulcer is forming from the stress you give me.

Go home.

kaythanks.

Love,

Jaycee