Struggles-

everyone has them, so why is it that we feel so alone during our hard times?
We idolize people who we think are better than us, stronger than us, but we never know what they're going through. This concept is taught to us many times throughout life, but does it really ever stick?

Beauty is something that i struggle with. For some inexplicable reason, I cry when I hear or see something beautiful. I'm not talking physical beauty, but something that's not tangible. Like when I go to the Farmer's Market, I can't help but to be so overwhelmed with the beauty of it all. Also, when I listen to Jerry sing. He is beautiful, the songs he sings are beautiful. They have the switch that can make me either very melancholy, or very happy. It's truly a strange phenomenon. At home, sitting around a campfire under a meteor shower in my woods, a man asked my friends and me about the first time when we each truly knew that this music was powerful to us, meant something to us. It was a beautiful thing to look back on, so beautiful.

I'm still rambling in life, and I will keep doing so, until I find the wonder that has been keeping me rambling for all these years.