In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “We Built This City.”
I come from a small town in Mississippi where there seems to be nothing to do except for blow all of your money on shopping and waste time riding around. One of the things I really love about this town is the sunsets. I live for them. It might sound silly, but sometimes I even find myself in tears if I miss one. You can never really understand how beautiful a Flowood, Mississippi sunset is unless you experience it for yourself. There’s this special spot I go to watch them just by the water. It’s a dream, really, and you wish that you could just pause life right were it is and watch the sun set forever. It’s absolutely breath-taking. Watching sunsets makes me realize how beautiful life really is, and it leaves me standing in awe of all of God’s creations. Another thing I love about this city: the same spot where I watch the sun set, I go at night to look at the stars. It’s so much more captivating and lasts so much longer than the sunset does. Looking at the stars makes you realize how small you actually are. It makes me realize that all of my problems mean absolutely nothing. nothing at all. Compared to this universe, my problems are nothing. I wish that you could accurately capture these things with a camera, but it’s not that simple. I guess that’s kind of what makes me enjoy it so much. The memory is all yours. You cannot really capture it with a camera. You have a take a picture with your mind and file it there with all of your other memories of sunsets and star-filled nights. There’s nothing I can really dislike about this city. I am always traveling, but I never dread coming home; coming home is so refreshing and brings a smile to my face every time. It is absolutely beautiful here. Many people claim to hate it here, but they never really leave. They are always drawn back. No matter where I end up in this world, I will always come back because I know that I will be welcomed back with open arms by the sun and the stars. They are why I find joy in life. They are my reason to live.
I have recently enrolled in the “blogging101” course, and today’s question is: why? Why am I here, and what am I about. Well, there are many ways to approach this topic. I guess that’s what I’m trying to discover here: myself. I decided to blog publicly aside from my personal journal because I wanted to share my thoughts with the world. I wanted a concrete place for some of my thoughts to last and float around in the minds of others. With that being said, I mostly just write about life and different aspects of it. I might even start a healthy living blog; who knows. Through this blog I am looking to connect with other messy souls like my own. I hope to inspire others as well as myself. I’ve learned that most of the time when I compose anything, the words just fly from the tips of my fingers or the ball of my pen and before I know it, I’ll look back at the mountain I thought was a load of crap just to realize that it is an absolute masterpiece. I’ve went back to previous writings multiple times and found myself in tears because of the emotions that were poured into it. So incase I haven’t fully answered the question about who I am and why I’m here, here’s your answer: I’m a troubled soul looking for an adventure, a push if you will to tell me what to do with my life. I have big dreams, unkempt hair, and a tendency to feel things very deeply. I’m here by fate to get things off of my chest. Welcome to my crazy life.