it's one of the things I really can't stand
When I hope for so much,
but my hope is frustrated by reality
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Afternoon at the beach
After going to church in the morning, followed by a delicious lunch of costco pizza and watching some playoff football, I decided to go to the beach. I left in the late afternoon down Del Dios Highway (translated: highway of the gods), top down in the miata and wind flowing in my hair. My mom had decided to come along to see the sunset and read a book as well. There is something calming about the late afternoon soon, a couple hours before it sets. Everything is much more peaceful and magical.
Once we hit the water, we drove around and ended up at Solana Beach (fletcher cove I think). While my mom pulled out her chair, I grabbed my camera, notebook, and a pen and headed down the coast along the bluffs. This is what they look like.
I ended up getting quite wet as the tide came in, because the water reaches the rock, but it was worth it
And then the sun really began to set
I also wrote some stuff down, but maybe I'll put that up at another time.
If you want to see the rest of my pictures, hopefull I'll have them up on facebook at some point.
Just one of the many good days I have while home, and the blessings of living in San Diego.
Once we hit the water, we drove around and ended up at Solana Beach (fletcher cove I think). While my mom pulled out her chair, I grabbed my camera, notebook, and a pen and headed down the coast along the bluffs. This is what they look like.
I ended up getting quite wet as the tide came in, because the water reaches the rock, but it was worth it
And then the sun really began to set
I also wrote some stuff down, but maybe I'll put that up at another time.
If you want to see the rest of my pictures, hopefull I'll have them up on facebook at some point.
Just one of the many good days I have while home, and the blessings of living in San Diego.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
the essence of me
How do we define who we are?
What constitutes our true essence: that thing that sets us apart from everyone else?
If all is stripped away and left bare.
If you could look directly into my soul, no facades, no false impressions, no walls that I put up to make you see me as I want you to see me, what would remain? What would the remnant of who I am be?
If you took away the friends
If you took away the sports, the guitar, the engineering, and all the things I do
If you could take those away from me, whether by breaking my thumb or sending me away from those close to me
...Who would I be?
I keep searching for answers, but only time will tell.
When all the questions fade, truth must remain.
But for now, as I struggle to find what is true
I'm finding the essence of me is in You
What constitutes our true essence: that thing that sets us apart from everyone else?
If all is stripped away and left bare.
If you could look directly into my soul, no facades, no false impressions, no walls that I put up to make you see me as I want you to see me, what would remain? What would the remnant of who I am be?
If you took away the friends
If you took away the sports, the guitar, the engineering, and all the things I do
If you could take those away from me, whether by breaking my thumb or sending me away from those close to me
...Who would I be?
I keep searching for answers, but only time will tell.
When all the questions fade, truth must remain.
But for now, as I struggle to find what is true
I'm finding the essence of me is in You
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