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I do not possess any great talents, unless an ability to organize efficiently is a talent, then. Yes. I do possess one. But I do have many interests. And while they have pushed me to try a variety of different things, they’ve also kept me from concentrating on just one or two and becoming really, really good at anything. Maybe mediocre is ok.

Lately, I’ve been thinking more and more about playing/recording some music, making photographs, and putting to use the things I’ve learned from the creative and talented people around me. They’ve gotta be good for something, no? :)

I find it peculiar that humans find it so important to leave a legacy – to make a mark on this world.

If feels so great to want to create something – anything. And I know that actually doing so will feel even greater.

-VC

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yes

A day that felt like a Saturday.
Felt so good, yet so bizzare.

Today I briefly partcipated in a conversation about higher education. I’m not sure why I always defend it. Probably because I spent such an extensive part of my life pursuing it, and I’d feel like a fool if I agreed it was useless.

I could go on and on (and on) about how the world will treat me better because I know more about how to approach it but I won’t. That’s not what this blog is for. I have another one for that kind of nonsense. Ha.

I guess what I took away from the conversation is that a.) education made me a better person, and I don’t really care if someone else would disagree. Go ahead, watch your Discovery channel, read articles, whatever you think will make you smarter, I don’t know. b.) I’ve had an overwhelmingly amount of good fortune and love in my life and c.) I’ve done nothing about it. I’ve got little to show for it.

I’m not happy where I’m at. I’m stagnant. I’ve got to get moving. I was given the hammer, the nails, the wood, and the will. Now, it’s time to build that house.

Back to the blueprints.

-VC

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dreams

I used to have these dreams.

The dreams of a child of parents with even bigger dreams.

I’m not as strong as I seem. I’ve let the littlest things and the littlest people stop me from sleeping soundly.

Its time for me to bring back that person that I used to like to be.

And its going to be so hard because I’ve grown used to the weaker side of me.

And its going to take so long before I’m there again.
But I’ve got to believe they’re all worth it.

I’ve got to believe that I’m worth it

And that its worthwhile.

-VC

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its frustrating

when everything seems to make sense and everything seems to be in it’s place and I have to start all over again, when I have to re-evaulate, and when

perpectives,
places,
and people

meet up, mix up, and mess up what I’ve passively been trying not to plan but planned anyway.

boo.

-VC

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imagine

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

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Orion

I slept with this little guy last night. It made me feel comfortable because it belongs to someone I love.

In fact, I’ve never loved someone so much in my life. If something happened to Orion, I don’t think I could live.

That kind of deep love is so beautiful and yet so scary. How could such a tiny person make me feel so strongly?

The love I have for him makes everything real. It makes god real, the clouds real, pain real, happiness real. He makes life worth living.

-VC

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feelings

It’s quite horrible to feel underappreciated.

Quite horrible, indeed.

-VC

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love

Most days I’m confused about where I’m supposed to be and how I’m supposed to feel about everything.

And some days, I know exaclty how things are. But I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about them. I don’t know if there’s anything I can do about them. But I know how they make me feel. And I burn inside. And I ache. And I yearn. And I hope it’s mutural.

-VC

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