So Many Miles Apart

I miss my best friend.

Even though we didn’t hang out much this summer, I realize she’s thousands of miles away now and every second we spent together is special. Most of those seconds consisted of stupid jokes, laughter, driving around, eating, smiling. Nonetheless, I think they’re some if the happiest seconds of my life.

Love isn’t something I like to throw around, but I genuinely do love my best friend.

When I think of the people who’ve impacted my life the most, first I think of my mom, grandma, grandpa… and I also include my best friend. I think that when you think of someone like this, it’s impossible to ever forget the way they contributed to your life and who you are today.

There’s sooooooo many things I want to say about her, to her, but I don’t think anything I say will explain how I feel. I think the best way I can describe what I feel for her is like when you read a book and the book is so good that you read it over and over again, and when you read it again in a year it’s still great and that feeling is similar to what I feel towards my best friend. And that probably doesn’t really even relate or make sense, but I know that if she read that she would understand.

I miss her so much and knowing that I will not be able to see her for a long time makes me wanna cry. But, I know that not so far into the future we will be able to have so many more special seconds together, and for that I am grateful.

I know that I’ll always have a part of my heart for her. I wish her all the best and hope she accomplishes her dreams and has fun.

I love you so much Laura.


No Regrets in Being Kind

Kindness is the best religion.

Helping people, to me, emits an inexplicable feeling of happiness. Because I know I did something for someone and probably made their day, and maybe even, changed their life.

Change starts on the miniscule levels, like helping a stranger with groceries, or complimenting someone’s hair.

If I want to change the world, I realized I have to change myself and therefore, I became kinder.

If someone were to ask me what was one thing I regretted, I wouldn’t say the time that I injured my knee while sneaking out when I was younger. Not even all the times I got speeding tickets.

The thing I regret most, is not offering kindness to someone who evidently needed it. Not giving a dollar to the beggar on the corner. Not acknowledging the cashier for being polite. Not standing up when I saw someone was being mistreated. Ignoring the fact that there are thousands of people, whose day can be made with a simple smile and/or compliment. 

Not offering kindness is the thing I regret most.

But, regret won’t get us nowhere. So, I decided that if I wanted to be a better person, if I really wanted to change the world, I would have to learn to be kind. Firstly, to myself, and secondly to everyone around me. Because if we don’t start at a microlevel we won’t really be able to move on to bigger world problems.

Everyday, I try to do at least one nice thing for someone and I’ve realized that this is the best religion. Being kind is free, and it doesn’t make you feel anything but good.

Kindness is not choice, rather a way of life.

But, Why?


car-displayGod was lonely, I’m guessing. Wanted company.

He built smart computers that did everything right except stop loneliness.

He drank a whole pot of coffee and made computers with free will that looked vaguely like us because they were us.

His loneliness went away.

But free will brought murder.

God said, “Hey!” and the murdering stopped. Men and women shook with fear.

And loneliness returned.

We were gone. God had ruined us.

Now he had a choice. Stop talking and hide, or end free will forever.

He looked at the stars. They said, “It’s big out here.”

No. Not really. He would get rid of free will, then.

He raised his hand high but before it fell… he fell in love.

With us and our half smiles. The telegraphed humor. Our romance with bad words that make us so sure we’re cool. And all the darling little cars we leave everywhere.

So he went off to hide and…

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Thoughts on the New Film, The Purge: Anarchy

Recently I saw The Purge: Anarchy.

The film was a hella of a thrill.

But, I think overall the message that was provided by the film to the audience was a powerful one, about the right to bear arms.

I know that all over the US people have the right to bear arms, and that that right was given by the founding fathers in the time of militias. (I don’t know of any militias happening now?)

“This is my right given to me by the new founding fathers!,” thats the explanation citizens participating in the purge had about why it was ok for them to kill.

In a way, the right to bear arms is more of a danger than a safety in today’s society and hopefully if not by campaigns or ads, people can come to their senses after watching this film.

Another thing that the film provides an insight on is the segregation between the rich and the “poor.” Instead of me providing spoilers for this, you should watch the film to find out.

So, even if you don’t bear arms I’d recommend it. Be thoughtful because it’s violent. But, violence surrounds our daily lives so that in itself is another argument.