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10.29.2010

"Listen"

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"I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day."  
-E.B White


For some, defining moments come at the right place and at the right time with the right grandeur attached to it. For others, it comes unknowingly and only after much later does it become apparent how much of your life can change because of something so seemingly harmless. I am one of those people. When things get thrown my way, I don't realize how much of an impact it might make until much later. I'm only human and flawed at best so it's only natural for I as well as everyone to be oblivious to what may as well be some of the more character defining moments of our lives.
When I started writing a year and a half ago, I never imagined it would lead to a book and everything that followed.
When I got stuck at a school I had no intention of attending, I had no idea I would discover how much I loved music.
Also, the decisions of others, can make a big impact in someones life as well. Like now. After 3 weeks of pure and absolute silence from not only me but the other party involved, you-know-who and I have managed to become what I once foresaw but never thought thought would come from him. I guess I'll admit I was so damn proud that I thought it would come from me rather than from him but being that Fate brought me to here of all places for college and the fact that I ended up in his stomping grounds, it only makes logical sense that he would do this before me. But for once I can tell that this just might be something that comes back later, either as a defining moment or to haunt me. I'm not sure what yet but I've decided to embrace the fact that I'm free of alot of things now. I'm going to search for my own voice again, the one that's been muddled by school, my life as it was and how my life may be for the rest of my days.I've forgotten how to speak and really speak. Everything is just noise at this point in time. It's time to add words and quality to it.

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