I wrote another poem. Such a surprise right? Nope. Not at all. Here it is:
Sometimes I’m aware its happening
Other times I’m oblivious.
But regardless I’m always patient.
Biding my time
When all I actually want to do is
Scream, shout, yell.
Tell things to stop. To stay the same or go back to how they were.
I’m not ready for it.
I don’t want it.
And I’m still here;
And trying to make the best of it.
Okay, so I wrote this for so many different reasons and things and I want it to stay that way. To stay vague.
So I won’t comment on it too much or expand on my thoughts when writing it because I don’t want to take away from the beauty that it is with how it can be applied to so many specific things as well as broad and generic ideas.
Hope you enjoyed it. It felt good to get out.
Love you guys.
Stay classy and sassy like always.
Read it all, it gets better than the title. Promise.
We did it!
We have made it through another week! Now for the fun times! The weekend! Oh I am so excited. So many plans. So much to do. And I’ll probably do about less than half of it. 😛
So today I want to share another poem I wrote! I hope you guys enjoy it:
I hear them all day.
Even I do it.
Are we really that miserable?
Why are we not supposed to like work?
Why is it socially acceptable to complain?
Why is it expected?
Why are we being so unhappy in what we do?
People find it easier to complain than do anything about it.
That finding the positive in something negative is looked at as being strange.
Let’s talk about this one.
I wrote this in a heat. I was mad and frustrated. So it’s funny, I heard people complain all day at my previous job when I worked with the general public every day but the complaining didn’t bother me as much as it does now. That’s probably because of my attitude and mood towards things myself because as we all know, misery loves company! Or maybe it’s something else. Who knows. I don’t.
Well I’ve been attempting to take a different approach. To be more positive. To take a negative and put a positive spin on it for myself and others. Am I always successful? No. Sometimes I fail and sit down and complain myself. But I’m trying and that’s what matters. It gets better every single day.
And you know what happens?
People look at me strangely. Like I’m the weird one. Uh. NO. Sorry. I’m not the weird one. You happen to be. Sorry. But why are we being miserable WHEN WE CAN BE HAPPY AND CHANGE IT?! That’s what I want to do. Be happy. And spread happiness. And the more that I do this at work, the more people notice and the more infectious it is.
We can be the change we want to see in others. As long as it is about attitudes. We can spread happiness and joy. Complain less, smile more!
Enjoy your weekends! Do fun things! And be sure to spread joy wherever you go. Most importantly though, stay classy and sassy<3
In the spirit of being back to writing again here’s a little poem I wrote:
Each day passes
Your memory fading from others
Soon they’ll forget what you did,
Who you were,
That you mattered in their life.
I always think I’ve prepared myself for it.
Until it actually happens.
It always cuts deep.
Did they really forget?
Is it easier for them to just let it all go?
Did they mean more to me than I did them?
I guess I should just be thankful for my memories and experiences.
Whether they remember me or not.
But it still hurts…
This is something I think about all the time. Especially with being blessed/cursed with a good memory. I almost always remember people and the time that I spent with them. And it seems like they’re so quick to forget. Especially people you worked with or even spent a lot of time with in school or just in general. I’m always curious about if they’re just playing that they forgot or did I just make such a small mark on their life that it’s just wiped from their memory. And honestly? The thought of that hurts. Not to say that I make a significant impact on every single person that I meet but I think that everyone that I have met or spent any sort of time with has an impact on me. Big or small. They help shape who I am and who I become.
I guess it all comes down to, I want to make an impact on someone. And I want to know I’ve made that impact.
That’s a big reason of why I write.
Stay classy and sassy<3
Hello and welcome back guys!
We made it through another week! Woo-hoo. Pats on the back for everyone.
So today, my post is late. Way later than usual. And it sucks.
I have a reason for it being late and that’s because I’m having a creative block. I had a high and I shared that all with you guys and I wanted to do some writing to share with you guys today but everything isn’t to my liking or to at least my willing to share it with you guys standard.
And I’ve been writing a lot today and yesterday.
Blocks suck. But they happen. I just gotta push through it by continuing to write and flush it out and re-work my words and re-organize my ideas and all that.
Now why I’m not sharing some other project is because I haven’t done one 😦 No drawing or craft because I haven’t had the time. Or rather I haven’t tried to make the time because now my nerves are kicking in and I’m getting scared! Ah! But it’s all about pushing myself through it. I can do it. I mean I’ve done so much that I’ve been absolutely terrified to do this past year so I CAN DO ANYTHING! (That’s me shouting it from the roof tops!)
Basically this is my lame attempt to not leave you guys hanging and to explain why I don’t have a super cool and kind of amazing post today.
Hopefully this weekend will be good for me. I get to spend time with my muse (Mathew). As lame as it is his cute butt inspires me a lot creatively. So let’s all keep our fingers crossed.
And to say I have a block is a real and true thing. I have struggled so much with just writing this post. OMG. What is going on with me?!
Stay classy and sassy guys!
What I do to get in the inspired mindset
Hello and welcome back guys!
It’s Friday! Yay! We’ve made it through another week!
I thought today might be good to talk about creative inspiration and where I seem to find mine.
Almost always my creative inspiration doesn’t come at a good time. Especially my inspiration for writing.
More often than not I tend to get ideas and inspiration when I’m at work. Which gets to be really frustrating at times. In those instances, I keep a notebook near me. I try to write down as much as I can about my ideas without letting it interfere with my work day.
Just in general I try to keep a notepad and pen close by in case something comes to me.
So where do I find my inspiration when I do have time to work on things? It all depends on what kind of mood I’m trying to achieve. I use music playlists, people I surround myself with/reach out to when trying to get into the groove (this sounded dirtier than I intended :P), the physical items around me and I also use my Pinterest boards to inspire me. Sometimes this works, sometimes it doesn’t.
Sometimes getting out of my typical environment does the trick. What I mean by that is going to a café, coffee place, a library, or a park can really do wonders for your work.
I also find that clearing my mind helps get my creative juices flowing. Doing some deep, calming breathing helps me calm down and forget about all my real world stress and problems so I can focus on creating. Sometimes it’s creating new and different problems. 😉
But I also let the real world inspire me. We write and create best with what we know ❤
So what do you guys do? When do you find yourself getting most inspired?
Stay classy and sassy 😀