Yesterday changed.Which way is up?

 They say turning eighteen comes with drastic changes,but I always imagined it's just a myth.Few months have passed,and the pattern was unchanged.Only to wake up on day surrounded by a mist of doubt.

  Yesterday's facts became today's questions,old questions just raised more of those,while certainties just faded into the abyss of thoughts.I boarded the train and ended up deciding whether I want or not to reach it's destination.

Love,Just.

It's about B. // Kindness or fear?

 Today I was mad about some school stuff..."killer-face" mad!It might seem usual,but I'm almost never mad about school,I never reach the level of anger I've reached today.Normally I'd be a bit sad,maybe some sarcastic statements here and there.But then,the strangest thing have happened as B. just randomly hugged me,resting her head on my chest for a moment followed by a short kiss on the cheek.I got random hugs before,but none were like this one.For a moment that hug scared away all my problems,and those few seconds felt like hours.I guess it's just the fact it was from B. and everything that happened,and didn't happen between us.I'd give a whole night with any other girl for the the feeling that B. gave me for a few seconds.




Isn't it weird that random people you know,start being sweet to you when it's obvious you're mad?Why do they do that..really now?!Do they come true at those moments,removing their daily masks,all out of compassion?If you want to know what a person really thinks about you,the moment they're mad is the right one.Some will say it was the anger and the nerves that talked,not them...I beg to differ!

The thing about being mad,is that you don't overthink the words that come out of your mouth;you just tell'em out straight up.Not everything that comes out of the anger are real thoughts,it's just the little things...the personal truthful opinions.We should not however leave out the fact that some of those are situational.It might be a short term opinion,like calling someone stupid,for the simple reason they did something that you believe it testifies for stupidity at the given moment and only then.

So..what if people act like that with you because they know you're mad,and somehow on an upper level of consciousness they're afraid you might tell them what you really think!?Angry/Mad people tend to act a bit mean..so why don't the people around them do what they usually do when they confront mean people,ignoring them or reacting back.Maybe I'm wrong and they just feel your anger and the need of kindness.

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*side note: on the 2nd part of the post I'm talking in general,so make abstraction of the moment about B. as since she's not random *

Love,Just.




 

The storm

 He remembers every detail,even after all these years.Her soft skin going against his,her jasmine scent that filled the sheets of the bed and her eyes,the most beautiful blue eyes he ever seen.He used to say that looking into her eyes was like a journey into the depths of the ocean..a clear see-through blue color,giving you a warm pleasant feeling.

Out of nowhere,the entire room lights up followed by a thunder coming from outside.

"-It's a storm!She's afraid of storms.She needs me to be there and tell her it's okay,while hugging her gently.The thunder scares her,which is cute cause it makes her seem so innocent."

Another lightning strikes,the thunder following up faster this time."It must be close"

"-But that's the past,that's all in the past...I can't keep pretending it's the present."

The best part about a storm is the moment it ends,cause only then you realize the calm of nature and how quiet it is.For every problem we have in our lives,there's the moment of joy when the problem ends.We should cherish the end instead of being sad about the storm. 

I felt like continuing my short story.More chapters should come up following

Love,Just.

 

The ol' house

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I've always considered fall the start of the loop.Autumn for me is the moment when the clock turns 1:00,and starts the loop all over again.It usually comes with a bit of melancholy and sadness,which is weird if I take in consideration the fact that I'm a rain person.

I like the rain,I love the gloomy days.I find those days a need in our lives.Think about it,without the clouds..there's no reason for happiness when the sun shines.Now back to my homemade cookies,my hot cup of tea and least but not the last,my lovely movies.

Love,Just.

 

It's the journey not the destination

Some time ago I've come to the conclusion that TIME goes too fast.I feel like I'm rushing thru...the days seem too short,weeks appear to be just fractions of a month that go by in the blink of an eye.Sometimes I'm afraid to blink,scared of the possibility that by the time my eyelid opens back the day turns into night.Most of the time we think of the future,waiting for what's next to happen instead of enjoying the moment,living it.I get the part where "life's a journey",I just don't know why we rush it.The point is you gotta stop now and then,look around and enjoy the moment..cause there won't be more of it,you can't eat the same apple twice.Now now,I'm aware there's nothing new in what I wrote here,so just consider it a reminder for the ones that read it ^_^

Love,Just.

A small glimpse of myself

 I'm the rider in the back of the train wagon,the shady person that's rarely observed unless he chooses  to make himself noticed.A ghost...one restless soul just passing by and taking notes.For the people that know me I'm just the friendly,quiet dude,who's lines if not sarcastic,make them question themselves.All that might be facts..or just an image created on purpose to deceive everyone,but the ones that really want to and actually manage to get me for real.It's up to you to decide whether I'm worthed knowing or just walked by.

Love,Just.