Yes! I am working on living more in the moment and thinking about my goals, not what I've already accomplished or what I regret. There is no point in wasting time in what you can't change when there is so much to look forward to. Thanks for the advice!
Ahh -- finally, their moment! This put a smile to my face. January was the cloudiest month in Burlington since 1951 so I could properly feel that gray, gray, gray of the sky, the chill of the sudden downpour, and the resignation of the narrator: Weather is just life, after all. But to see this equally drab person wait out the rain and step out into the spectacular, a sunbeam spotlight, must have lifted their spirits as much as my own.
Most of us are never truly satisfied with where we are in life... though wishing to feel older becomes a little less common! You'll be soon to hit the milestones of youth: Getting your driver's license, R-movies, graduation, your first day of college, your first big party. My advice is to look forward, not back, at all the firsts that are yet to come. Don't dally too long in the memories of the past when you have so much left in front of you!
There is an inherent goodness in this poem. The way you built up the tree as an inspirational Protector, only to realize that you must now take on that role yourself, took this in exactly the right direction. I applaud you (or your narrator) for defending your friend and standing up for what is right.
It's so beautiful. The way you made this moment that is simple seem complex makes me want to observe every second of seemingly mundane experiences. It's absolutely beautiful!
This is so good, Abigail!
I am aware that this piece isn't a poem nor a prose. Just thought I'd share it. Tell me what you guys think!
Thank you!
Yes! I am working on living more in the moment and thinking about my goals, not what I've already accomplished or what I regret. There is no point in wasting time in what you can't change when there is so much to look forward to. Thanks for the advice!
Totally relatable and really well written!
Ahh -- finally, their moment! This put a smile to my face. January was the cloudiest month in Burlington since 1951 so I could properly feel that gray, gray, gray of the sky, the chill of the sudden downpour, and the resignation of the narrator: Weather is just life, after all. But to see this equally drab person wait out the rain and step out into the spectacular, a sunbeam spotlight, must have lifted their spirits as much as my own.
Most of us are never truly satisfied with where we are in life... though wishing to feel older becomes a little less common! You'll be soon to hit the milestones of youth: Getting your driver's license, R-movies, graduation, your first day of college, your first big party. My advice is to look forward, not back, at all the firsts that are yet to come. Don't dally too long in the memories of the past when you have so much left in front of you!
There is an inherent goodness in this poem. The way you built up the tree as an inspirational Protector, only to realize that you must now take on that role yourself, took this in exactly the right direction. I applaud you (or your narrator) for defending your friend and standing up for what is right.
It's so beautiful. The way you made this moment that is simple seem complex makes me want to observe every second of seemingly mundane experiences. It's absolutely beautiful!
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