Feel like being inspired?

I felt enlightened by this, but also feel the need to emphasize that there are so many people within just a few miles of where you are that need help in some way. I have faith in the little things. Do something to make someone's life a little easier tomorrow. Deal?  aaaaaand here's a song recommendation http://grooveshark.com/#/s/Little+One/3peEc8?src=5  ...Goodnight!  

A Difficult Day.

"Now I live in a basement. Bad dreams still live in my sleep. One night, after my usual nightmare, a shadow stood above me. It said, "Tell me what you dream of." So I did. Now I think we are friends, this shadow and me."  - The Book Thief

Weighing my options...

I'm in the BYU library. Haven't been here in over two months now. It feels weird. I've forgotten about this "student" part of my life that I will be returning to in September. There is a guy across from me that is wearing a shirt that says, "I'm right 97% of the time." Huh.  Another guy is on the phone speaking a language that I can't identify.

There is something I want to do, but I'm not sure if I should. I think I'm going to. Carpe diem, right?

Obsession.

"Music is what feelings sound like." 

Remember this post?  I went to said concert I've been so excited for on Friday night and it was fantastic. I'm obsessed with the local music here in Provo. Really. I can't get enough of it. New favorite thing. I've seen Benton Paul play five times now. Five.

I'm not sure if my writing skills are adequate enough to accurately describe this thought process I often have: I think it's so interesting how someone, by taking words and extending them with their vocal chords (singing) while plucking some strings or pounding on some percussion instrument, can make their audience feel something and maybe understand. It sounds weird, but that's the best way I can describe it. While music varies regionally, I think the appreciation for it is a human trait and I love that. Music is an extension of our humanity. 

Here are some clips from the concert. This is John Allred, Jenn Blosil, and Benton Paul. 

How Do I Love Thee?

Today I was thinking about love.

Ok, now that every guy that might read my blog has checked out with a roll of his eyes, I will continue. 

I think that deciding to be in love will be a nice feeling someday. This sounds odd. Although numerous Hollywood films and Nicholas Sparks novels have tried to convince me otherwise, I think falling in love is a choice.  Actually, the description "falling in love"  is a contradiction to my belief in and of itself simply because people generally don't fall on purpose.  The phrase gives me the impression that love is something that just could not be helped and is usually avoided, like getting a wad of gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe or not seeing the "CAUTION: WET FLOOR" sign before you decided to take off running.  I don't want my love to be that way.  I am happiest when I am aware that I'm in control of my happiness.  Why would I leave something as important as love up to chance? What makes me really sad is when I hear people attribute failed marriages and broken families to "falling out of love."  

It will be nice to someday tell someone that I've decided to love him because I know him, the good and the bad, and that knowing what I know has helped me to realize that loving him is the best decision I could make.  And then we can be really, sincerely good to each other for the rest of our lives.  Yes, that sounds nice.  

Tad of Inspiration.

"You are unique. There are, I'm sure, uncommon things that you are particularly good at. Play to your strong suits, shine. Don't concentrate on things other people have told you you're no good at. Relish the talents you have. And always, always surround yourself with people that appreciate you." - Detective Salazar