Journalism / Speak for themselves...
I can never remember little things that make me happiest sometimes so here
goes…
Thunderstorms at 5:00 in the morning
Singin with soul or in other words SANGIN!
Sidewalk chalk
Nothing to do- this one goes either way but sometimes boredom to me is liberating
Mom cut my PB and J in squares today like the good ole days
That insta-soap stuff that removes 99.9 percent of bacteria and dissolves right in ur hands
Bonding with my hammock
Feeling the actual “cush” in my new running shoes
Those things are so wonderful I can’t even tell you.
So today there was a dog walking around in my backyard. No collar and I didn’t recognize. So i thought i would just kinda chill with it in the front yard until someone came around to claim him. No one ever came. I felt like an idiot just leaving it, so I called animal control and they came and got him. I shouldn’t have done that now that I think of it because that poor dog is just gonna be kenneled and put to sleep if someone doesnt wanna keep him. It wasn’t the cutest dog either but it definitely had something about it that I think woulda made for a smart dog that coulda been ok as a hitchhiker. I hope he’s ok.
There’s really no point in that whole story other than it made me wonder about being lost. Like when I was little I remember purposely hiding in the clothes racks in the department stores so my mom couldn’t find me. I would literally wait until my mom would go to the front of the store to get my name called over the intercom. Then I would freak out and start crying. And my mom would cry too and we would hug and everything was ok. So maybe sometimes when we get lost, it’s only so that we can be found. My mom could have yelled at me in front of everyone, but she hugged me. Why? I hid from her and that’s supposedly bad because it freaked her out. But she hugged me and cried because I wasn’t lost. That was always very strange to me but I think I continued to do it because I loved to be reunited after freaking her and myself out. Weird.
Just another random little observation. Have you ever noticed that people are calm during dusk? It seems this way maybe just to me but I seriously think there’s a part between daylight and night where people just let their minds and bodies chill out. I know it’s probably because it’s after a stressful day at work and whatnot, but sometimes its so surreal to me. One major example of this was last month. I came home from being out during the day and there was just this orange haze. It wasn’t sunny and it wasnt dark it was just like orange and all my neighbors came outside and noticed it too. And it kinda of made everyone calm and I don’t know why.
~M
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I love this. A little slice of warm, happy. life
Why this is in Journalism, only you know!
It looks more like a blog entry than anything else.
The comment on your youth- hiding from mum- was quite interesting- funny in its own way.
You could write a short story about that.
dissolves right in ur hands: use ‘your’ when writing seriously, ‘ur’ is just for SMS or chatting.
Stick to one idea and expand on it.
Good Luck!
Although this seems to be just a random series of thoughts, fairly well just thrown out there…I still find myself liking it. Tremendously.
I, too, remember sandwiches cut into squares but hadn’t thought of it in, what seems like, a million years but you brought that back to me.
And your thoughts on being lost just so we can be found? I think we still do this as adults. Maybe not lost in the real sense but more in an emotional sense so that we can feel rescued, therefore “found.”
A few different subjects congomerated together here that could each be taken seperately and made into great essays.
Good stuff.
I think that this piece is about several thoughts of yours and none in particular. Your ideas are great and probably they would make a great piece if they were told individually. I specially like the getting lost part and the way the you connect the dog part with your childhood experience. But the rest sounded a bit like words, thoughts lost in the piece. Think about developing them separately, but hey it’s just my opinion
I think you’re right, with both of your astute observations. When we get “lost” we can see the impact it makes on our loved ones. They get scared, they worry, and it’s amazing how that happens. Sometimes in getting lost we find each other.
And yes, there is something about dusk. It’s being able to let go all of those things that have probably happened, and learning to relax for a change. We all need that from time to time, just that feeling of serenity. It’s important.
This was an interesting stream-of consciousness piece. Some people might dislike it for that exact reason, but I thought it was quite powerful. I didn’t really “get” the first part with it’s list format (that might be better left out) but you hooked me with the dog and life being so wonderful. You should worry about grammar and spelling here too, but I’m not the one to tell you about that. I will say that this was very evocative, it felt very personal to me and I’ve no idea how you did that. I suppose we think alike. I’m sorry about that. :>
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