America, you’re beautiful
life is good, life is grand
i’ve been meeting so many wonderful people, i’ve been constantly reminded through shining souls that life is precious and unique and every moment a miracle. there is so much to be thankful for.
soon i will have to return home, for work. for once, that doesn’t bother me.
i hiked through a wash trail in arizona, climbed up rocks for hours, was sure i was going to get lost and that my beer can markers would vanish and i’d dry up into the red dirt right then and there… and then i got to the top of the hill, and in the middle of nowhere, there was a lake. i sat there and cried, not out of sadness, just relief. i can’t really even explain it. i sat down, and looked at the sun shining on the lake like diamonds, and realized these things:
1) my brothers are my life. they have me, i have them, always. i’m so fortunate to have such a strong bond with three awesome men. we’d kill for one another.
2) fuck absolutely anyone who doesn’t treat with respect. i used to allow people to walk over me, and worse, i used to watch people walk all over people i love and not do much about it. fuck that. no longer will i deal with that, life is too short and my love is too strong. having this realization was a great weight lifted from my shoulders. fuck anyone who feels the need to belittle you, it’s their own insecurities that are poisoning them. don’t make them yours.
3) i know what i want to do. it fuels me with the best feelings. i feel strong. really fucking strong.
i hope all of you are doing well, thank you for the messages they always make me smile. please remember that you’re all beautiful and sometimes in order to realize your worth you have to run away to areas you never knew existed. don’t take shit from anyone. be crazy, at least you’ll be memorable.