"This is How We Do It"

Isn't it crazy how music can remind you of “that time when”  _______________ (you fill in the blank). Just for a second think about your favorite old school jam, I mean really take a second and think about it (maybe even hum it a little lol). Now that you’ve got it… press pause… and think about the journey YOUR favorite old school jam just took you on. Crazy, Right?!

Funny How Reflection Works

So in my last post, I talked about the idea of love being the constant…How if love is the constant then the experience of losing love is never 100% real. Yes, relationships do end, but the memory and the spirit of those relationships still live through the emotions that we’ve attached to them. Thus, we are always connected to the love we once shared with that someone else. This concept got me to thinking about my own personal relationships, and how some have met their demise, and how some I hope to have forever. It also got me thinking about the relationship that I have with myself…. Huh.. it feels a bit awkward to say that…

The relationship that I have with myself.

Love Lost

One of the most mysterious wonders of this world, in my opinion, is that of relationships. It’s a bond between people that so seemingly serves as a reflection of who we are, and inadvertently shapes who we become.  Relationships are so varied with complexity, but yet so simple. They are two-faced in a sense. We long, search, and experiment with different people, and different situations. All in hopes that we will find our perfect fit. Only to sometimes come to the realization that our relationship trials were destined to end in error.

It’s risky.

My Own Unique Prose

After many months of belaboring over what my first post, my first introduction to the world of blogging would be, I’ve finally given up trying to find the “perfect” topic, and have decided that the best approach to this is… well, just to start writing! Simple as that.  I’ve learned a lot about myself over the last few months.  I would say that the biggest learning has been that I am obsessed with me! Not from a narcissistic stand point, but from a “who am I” perspective. The cliché idea of “discovering me” has consumed my thoughts. I find myself continuously asking the same “if” questions over and over again.  I am a perfectionist when it comes to me! Not in a superficial way, but in a much deeper capacity. If I could describe it, I guess I would say it’s in more of an ambitious way.  Does that make sense? In other words, I am an overachiever.  Let me introduce myself…