I Believe

Sometimes, instead of shining a light, God makes the darkness about three times darker. But then when the light finally comes, it's much more beautiful and you mostly understand why you had to have such total darkness, but you're still not very happy about it.

I have realized lately that if you have bubbles, coffee, a good pair of flip flops, dusk, and no exams you can be truly happy with life.
I was asked why I didn't add a boyfriend or friends into the mixture.
While friends are enjoyable to have around, and a boyfriend is nice to have and can usually give you that warm feeling inside, sometimes you just need the quiet serenity to sit and explore.

Explore things like the wonder of God's creations, the magnificent taste of coffee and how man has improved such a product. And most importantly- how something so peacefully simple as a bubble can invoke such blissful emotions inside one and how elegantly beautiful they are, with light retracted in rainbowed arcs across their surface, without even trying. And how one may blow bubbles and simply pop them or laugh as they hit others, but the truly happy people are the ones that sit and watch as the bubbles begin life quickly, go through a bobbing course of beauty, and then suddenly and unexplainably end their short expanse of life-span here.

You can't do that with friends or a boyfriend around. You're too busy trying to keep up your facade. And if you explore the small, blissfully elegant things, people think you're strange and you feel the need to stop. Therefore you don't get the full experience.

I've realized I apologize too much. I've also realized that I enjoy the company of people who are extremely awkward more so than others. And I have recently been told that my sense of humor is quite amazing and rather dry. I'm just glad people are finally catching on.

And lately I've been studying the lyrics to Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron and Wine more than is probably considered a healthy interest.
Go look at the lyrics. You will see what I mean.