Frustration

       The key to dealing with frustration is by removing the problem. What if you can't? The most difficult thing is dealing with something that you can not stand to deal with at all. Even though you try, try really hard to alleviate yourself from the  anguish the frustration causes you and try and see the positive in it you still can't. That in itself makes the problem even more frustrating! The fact that you try to make yourself see the positive without being able to see it is frustrating and makes you question wether or not you're being superficial or if you actually have a legitimate reason not to see the positive at all. In this case I believe a small dose of The National and a little bit of tea can help you cover up your frustration for a short while, until the next day when you have to face that all over frustration again... 

Wandering

Wandering slowly with nothing to do

that my dear is when I really think of you

It is when I am alone my thoughts are most pure

It is when I am alone that you are most dear

It means a lot to think of you 

I wonder if you think of me too? 

Do you sit in the cold of the night 

thinking of me without fright?

Is it me you call to wipe away your tears

And  is it me you call to throw away your deepest darkest fears? 

*****

You make laugh, you make me smile 

I hope this feeling lasts for a long while

Crows

   Have  you ever looked at a crow? Not just at a glance but really looked at one; the way their legs are angled somehow forming a foot at the bottom and how every feather no matter how small falls into place. Driving home from school, looking out my car window I saw a crow but I didn't just look away this time like I normally would. I actually took the time to examine this crow down to the most minute of details. Now, I asked myself why this crow considering most mean nothing to me and rarely catch my eye since they are such a common thing; however this one, this one caught my eye. It was so black and mischievous, its eyes seemed as if they were hollow as if they were hiding something in their darkness. Thinking like this made me recall the word reincarnation and maybe this crow was a reincarnated person hiding their past in the hollow black eyes of the creature. I hope another crow catches my eye again one day and maybe it'll be same one. Even though I'll probably never know but the thought of a reincarnated being catching my eye sounds pretty cool.