The Humdrum of Monotony

It’s so hard to stay on fire for too long in this culture. Every day I meet with people I feel a level of excitement beyond explanation, yet when I don’t meet with people it is hard to stay on fire. Sometimes it is so hard to bear the monotonous schedule of work and life. It is always the same. Some people have a really hard time dealing with change, such as my mother, and love to have a set schedule. I’m not one of those people. I wouldn’t say I thrive on change, but I do enjoy when things just happen. I am also not very good at making plans. This may go in with my awful short-term memory, which causes me to forget previous plans anyways. Back to the point, I need change. This is pointed out by my track record at jobs. The first couple of months I like it, sometimes love it, but after 3-5 months I start hating going in every day, usually at the same time. I’m not sure how this will translate in my career, but we’ll see. Please pray for patience and persistence in my life as raising funds has even found its low in my life. This place is so distracting. I wish I could devote more time to this, as it is the most important thing, but it is incredibly hard to be able to find time right now. Pray for me please!

Ode To a Loyal Friend

You were always at my side

Through thick and thin

I was yours and you were mine

You were like my kin

The years grew long and hours short

We grew old and apart

But you were still my last resort

But never at the start

I wish we had spent more time together

I was too busy for you

Even though our bond was never severed

I treated you like a fool

I look back on our time with tearful eyes

Tears for good and bad

Thoughts and memories but never lies

I can’t help but feel sad

I wish I could do it all over again

I wish I’d loved you more

I want to take back what I said

You were never a chore

I hope you were happy in your years

And felt all of our love

I hope I never cause you to shed tears

I hope you are waiting above

I miss you already oh dear good friend

For you were special to me

This wound is one that only time can mend

Now that you’re gone I see

I see just how deep our bond actually is

Now I wish to give you one last kiss





I wrote this for my dog (i wouldn't actually kiss him, it is figurative) who passed away yesterday. Again, you don't know what you have until it's gone. I never spent enough time with him...