Memories, Decisions & Past Events

Recently, I've been reflecting on past, present, and possibly future events in life. I find it amazing how certain things trigger memories, emotions, and so many feelings. A song can bring you back to 10 months ago when you met that someone who could've been a significant person in your life. A certain place can trigger negative feelings b/c once upon a time, you met up with someone there whom ultimately ended up being one of the scariest people in your life. A sad tragic movie moves you to tears b/c it brings back all the pain you felt when you went through the exact same thing the protagonist goes through. Memories. I feel my decisions sometimes are consciously and sub-consciously affected by past events. Is this wrong? I know some of you might think so. However, are you not guilty of the same sin?

I recently discovered an amazing artist on YouTube: Marie Digby. Here's some of the lyrics to her cover "Unfold". Can you relate to this? On many levels, I can.

what i can remember is alot like water trickling down a page of the most beautiful colors i can't quite put my finger down on the moment that i became like ... this

you see, i'm the bravest girl you will ever come to meet and yet i shrink down to nothing at the thought of someone really seeing me

i think my heart is wrapped around and tangled up in winding weeds but i don't wanna go on living being so afraid of showing someone else my.. imperfections

even though my feet are trembling and every word i say comes stumbling i will bare it all.. watch me unfold unfold

these hands that i hold behind my back are bound and broken by my own doing and i can't feel anything, anymore i need a touch to remind me i'm still real..

my soul it's dying to be free i can't live the rest of my life so guarded it's up to me to choose..what kind of life i lead. cause i don't wanna go on living being so afraid of showing someone else my.. imperfections

even though my feet are trembling and every word i say comes stumbling i will bare it all.. watch me unfold unfold

i will allow someone to love me

Home Coming

Yes, home coming is what this is I would say. Once upon a time, I once had a blog on Xanga. I wrote to my heart's content. But like every dream, it came to a close. Four years and countless wheat grass shots later, I am embarking on another writer's journey. I hope this one will last longer than the last. So to myself, I will say "welcome home"!