Failure, accomplishment, love, hate.
Is it even possible to feel so many things at the same time?
What's an oxymoron anyways?
I'm beginning to believe the whole, "Don't look for it, it will find you." Because I think it did.
I don't want to say, type, or even think that it's anything because building your hopes up makes it easier to tear them down with an oh-so figurative wrecking ball. But at least I can start the day with a smile before I realize class starts in 10 minutes.
Speaking of dreams and waking up, (not wanting to wake up from this one) the alarm clock is becoming an essential part of my existence. It's what keeps me in check. It gives time life and at the same time taking time from mine. Equipped with alarms, radio, LED lights, iPod dock... It's a modern day Swiss Army Knife. Might as well cut me with how sharp and precise the numbers it shows are. It makes sure that I wake up everyday though. To live life and experience all the time that it wants to take away.
Time keeps going and so do we.
