Treading asphalt is when I think most clearly
I am reminded of all that been, is and was
It is like I am chasing after it all
But it does not make sense anymore

I used to tread asphalt and smile
Because I used I have a place to go
A heart to go home to, a place I belonged
Treading isn't all what it used to be

You consume my thoughts while I accelerate
The dash lighting illuminating the streams down my face
If only you and others knew what I tread home to...


An empty heart

I have never been all that versatile
With my words, that is
But you cause me to convey what I feel most
But conveying isn't all that easy

I struggle to find that balance
The one where I feel free and at ease
With you around me, my heart tenses
There is no freedom that I seek
How can there be with you around?

Stares and glares are avoided
But I see yours prying away when they can
I steal a glace every now and then
If our eyes lock, it only reminds us all of the words said
And that cannot be spoken again

And you cause me to convey what I feel most
And conveying isn't all that easy
I have never been all that versatile
But babe, I gave it a try

So, this was written 2 weeks ago and I am just now posting it...

I have come to the realization that I have taken the time to be thankful for everything that has been given to me. This week, I can honestly say I have seen how God is working in my life and how He provides for me.

This week has been a bit frustrating due to my car breaking down again and having something brought to my attention which was hard to hear. All in all, I feel like a failure half of the time time and that debt is creeping around the corner like luring  stalker. It is a scary thing to be here on my own, trying to find myself a new life, a new start.

Lately, I have been trying to put all the "bumps" aside and see all the great things I have going for me. And here is what I have compiled:

1) Parents are offering to assist with the car situation not they have to
2) I have a big sister who looks out for me and gives me advice
3) I have a great job with a source of income needed for my independence. Plus my team is so supportive!
4) Pets are great. My two cats are so sweet and make smile daily.
5) I have my own place and privacy. Some peace has been granted.
6) Friends are priceless. I have friends who come on a moments notice and look out for me. I have friends who love and appreciate me even though I am flawed. They talk to me when I am down, send me "get well" gifts, help me move and have thought of me and my apartment. They ask me how I am. Through them, God has provided me with so much.
7) When those around me do not know my situation but help me out. Panera Bread was closing the other night and instead of throwing away the left over food, they gave me extra; more than what I paid for. I felt so fortunate because it turned into two meals.

Through all this frustration, I have decided to start my organizing business or plan. We'll see where it takes me here in Nashville. With that being said, there are just a few things I am thankful for.


Seek your blessings.

xoxox0

...Bystander...

    

Why is it when there is a time to stand up or step in, most people do not? A show I have watched in the past always made me wonder what I would do in an uncomfortable situation? Would I speak up or just stand there?

    Well, tonight, I  was among the crowd that did not step in when I should have. I cannot exactly tell you why I did not but I am still kicking myself for not. Here is how it went down.

     I was standing in front of the cash wrap at one the hipster coffee shops in Nashville, deciding what all I should get to eat for dinner. Everything seemed ordinary. I was amongst strangers who sat quietly, staring at computer screens and conversing. Directly behind me sat on older gentleman with a girl who seemed around the age of four or five. Of course, all children pitch a fit at some point or another. Typically, if a child acts up enough in a public place, they are removed and taken aside to be spoken with or disciplined. Well, not in this case. She proceeds to whine, then cry, then yell, and then scream bloody murder. He sits there while trying to put her coat on and she continues to  scream. I figured he may just become so embarrassed that he would leave with her in hand. No. Instead, he freaks out and starts screaming at her and called her “stupid”. I shuttered and had to take a minute before signing my debit card receipt. Everyone somewhat froze in their chairs. One guy stood up with his jaw dropped. We call wanted to do something. I came so close to speaking to him and telling him to stop. I did not have it in me. 

       I wonder why I could not. This little girl obviously is a victim in her up bringing and then is being verbally abused in public. A small child being told she is “stupid” by her father figure. Wow. And no one said a word. It was not a concern of whether it was my business but a matter of what will this guy do if I step in and say something? I let “what ifs” take the place of action and I know can see I may be one of those bystanders.

       To be honest, I do not want to be like that. There could be a time when someone may really need help and I do not want to be scared. It should not come down to that. I do not want to be just another person who looks and walks away.

       So, how does one prepare themselves for such situations? I admire anyone who can step up to the plate at a moments notice.

The Cave - Mumford and Sons

It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind

The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat

But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I'll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind

So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears

But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker's hand

So make your siren's call
And sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say

Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be

And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/the_cave_lyrics_mumford_and_sons.html
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A Little Restoration Would be Nice

I am really hoping that I am on the right track at this point in my life. As I approach my 24th year of existence ( I sound so dramatic... ), I cannot help but think “When is this all going to make sense?”. Right now, I would really appreciate some understanding of what everything means. It does not seem to be getting any easier. And these are supposed to be the “years of my life”.

It is very possible and very likely that I just over think everything and I care too much. Actually, this makes complete sense seeing as I fall into the ENFJ (Meyers Briggs) category. There was a time when I was so confident and happy with my looks and actions. Due to life happenings and heartbreak, it took a toll on my soul; what makes me. Now, I seem to wonder if anything I say or do is right. Maybe this is why I have started to resort to staying in more and keeping to myself; that I am fighting. Life is saddening when you allow the effects of the past to continue to inflict damage in present time. 

I am just now realizing how true this is for me. While I am so happy with how things are turning out and love many aspects of my life, I feel so lost in other parts. I over think, I worry, I doubt and I never used to as much as I do now. I am only 24 but there are so many things I cannot unbend. There are some things that I take so seriously and maybe that is what makes me stand apart from other people my age. Am I taking this life too seriously at my age?

Finding a solution to all these thoughts and worries seems far fetched. I feel that some of my worries can only be overcome by either what is meant to happen (Whatever that may be!) or by overcoming the actual worries. I do not believe either choice is simple or easy. I do not know what is meant for me and my path. I do not know God’s plan for me. I worry about that plan and I do not see how overcome worries when there is no clue or end in sight.

I guess I have to trust a little. Trust a little more in God and trust a little more in the human race to get me through this.

From Bedding to Success?

So, aside from the whole New Year’s resolutions thing, there is the whole aspect of finding one’s self because you do not know what the heck you are doing. At this point, that would be me.

Working in retail can kind of make you ask yourself, ‘What am I doing here?’ every once in awhile. The crazies you deal with and their choice of bedding can cause turmoil within! In all seriousness though, I have no clue what I am doing with my life or where I will end up. Yes, I realize no on does; no one can predict the future but come on, people! Sometimes I wonder regardless and would love an answer, an idea or just a hint! Am I meant to sell bedding and throws for awhile to move up the ladder? Is this something I need to invest more time in?

Really, this entry is about how I was working last night and came to thinking about moving forward and finding what I am meant to do. Am I up for the task of putting myself  out there? How does one sit down and figure it all out? How does one put themselves all in 100% everyday? Does that kind of motivation exist? Is it all confidence? Is it confidence and passion? I know I can figure this out but maybe I just do not believe in myself at this time.

Many would say I have drive and I do. I have the drive to work and work hard for my income and earnings. I have been blessed and given so much which has allowed me more opportunity. In return, I feel that I am capable of working as much as possible and caring for myself so no one fully has to. I know I have aspirations. I know I have goals.

I am thinking that working 3 jobs for about 3 months straight really took a toll on my thought process and faith in myself. It could also be the fact that when you feel alone in a new place, you feel so small; not as capable as you once were. It is all in my head and I need to snap out of it.

Maybe you have some inspirational words? Any wisdom you would like to share? 

Send it my way.