the lamp is burning low upon my tabletop

the epic august 30th has come and is slowly leaving. as the sun sinks behind the horizon, casting a warm hazy glow upon the sky, i hold tightly to the beauty that is endowed in life, amazed at how much richer life has become. the pain is always there but it is real and reminds you how alive you are.

i listen too much to what others say sometimes. when most of the time the answers lie within me, just hidden from my own consciousness.

how do you know if someone likes you and how much they like you?

it's nice to have an inner circle. it feels like home.

here's to reading the newspaper with classical music in the background, trying new foods at restaurants, falling asleep when someone else is driving, consoling hugs after lots of pain, self-portraits, laughing so hard it hurts, studying better with someone else in the room, and notes left for loved ones.

i can follow an established set of principles